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When they were gone, Elizabeth, as if intending to exasperate herself as much as possible against Mr. Darcy, chose for her employment the examination of all the letters which Jane had written to her since her being in Kent. They contained no actual complaint, nor was there any revival of past occurrences, or any communication of present suffering. But in all, and in almost every line of each, there was a want of that cheerfulness which had been used to characterize her style, and which, proceeding from the serenity of a mind at ease with itself and kindly disposed towards every one, had been scarcely ever clouded. Elizabeth noticed every sentence conveying the idea of uneasiness, with an attention which it had hardly received on the first perusal. Mr. Darcy's shameful boast of what misery he had been able to inflict gave her a keener sense of her sister's sufferings. It was some consolation to think that his visit to Rosings was to end on the day after the next, and a still greater, that in less than a fortnight she should herself be with Jane again, and enabled to contribute to the recovery of her spirits by all that affection could do.
Again Jane’s letters bring Darcy, this time for the proposal.
‘Serenity of a mind at ease with itself’ is not meant to win men.
First perusals give the facts. Second perusal gives feelings.
Jane’s letters are a consolation to her. Each time she takes those letters Darcy calls on her. She has not noticed the connection or seen its significance. They were spiritless
She could not think of Darcy's leaving Kent without remembering that his cousin was to go with him; but Colonel Fitzwilliam had made it clear that he had no intentions at all, and agreeable as he was, she did not mean to be unhappy about him.
Elizabeth is a thoroughly confused young woman. She gets distressed when she thinks Darcy is hinting at the possibility of her marrying Fitzwilliam. Now that she know there is no such possibility she says she is disappointed but refuses to acknowledge it. Terrific writing.
She was anxious for Darcy to go away and herself to return to Longbourn. At a time when in many minutes Darcy was to meet her and propose to her, she wants him to quit the place. Her wanting him to quit the place is her subtle recognition of the coming proposal. Life always puts this stamp on its events. Her wish of Darcy going away means Fitzwilliam too would go which she does not want. This is life’s mechanism of retaining what you want to go
While settling this point, she was suddenly roused by the sound of the door-bell, and her spirits were a little fluttered by the idea of its being Colonel Fitzwilliam himself, who had once before called late in the evening, and might now come to inquire particularly after her.
Elizabeth knows that a man attached to her would come to inquire. Indeed, there is little doubt but that her failure to show up was the straw that broke Darcy's back and led to his proposal. His harried manner reveals that he had to know that she is all right. He is a care taker per excellence. The idea that she will not feel well and he would not be there to take care of her was insupportable to him though not to Fitzwilliam.
But this idea was soon banished, and her spirits were very differently affected, when, to her utter amazement, she saw Mr. Darcy walk into the room. In an hurried manner he immediately began an enquiry after her health, imputing his visit to a wish of hearing that she were better. She answered him with cold civility. He sat down for a few moments, and then getting up, walked about the room. Elizabeth was surprised, but said not a word. After a silence of several minutes, he came towards her in an agitated manner, and thus began --
His visit cannot end without his proposing to her.
To be able to see Darcy’s movement towards her is directly and fully related to her strong emotions about him, is to see the energy in movement.
It can be applied to every character with benefit.
Her upset emotions learnt through the Colonel brought him there. Even if he had not heard, he would have come.
Elizabeth’s headache was reported to Darcy and now he asks her about it
Darcy was unable to contain his disturbed emotions.
He walked about in mute silence.
His heart was overcharged.
He was aware of the step down from Pemberley to Longbourn.
His mind and heart were at war.
His heart was not under his control. He could never know that Mr. Bennet would not allow his Lizzy to marry this man who climbs down so much.
"In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you."
He was struggling.
It was a struggle of property, status, superiority, utter absence of any semblance of culture.
Above all, he had the least idea of her whom he desires.
She is a veritable volcano as such.
‘It will not do’ – what will not do? For whom?
How is it appropriate here at all.
There cannot be a more clownish outpouring than this.
Who represses it? Why does he tell her all that? Is this the way for one to announce his admiration?
At best, it is crude and boorish.
Darcy is like a naughty child crying for the moon.
He was incoherent, aiming to communicate nothing.
His proposal begins with his struggles and he says his feelings cannot be repressed. This is blatantly selfish. He is not ashamed of expressing it
Elizabeth's astonishment was beyond expression. She stared, coloured, doubted, and was silent. This he considered sufficient encouragement; and the avowal of all that he felt, and had long felt for her, immediately followed. He spoke well; but there were feelings besides those of the heart to be detailed, and he was not more eloquent on the subject of tenderness than of pride. His sense of her inferiority -- of its being a degradation -- of the family obstacles which judgment had always opposed to inclination, were dwelt on with a warmth which seemed due to the consequence he was wounding, but was very unlikely to recommend his suit.
To Elizabeth it was a surprise like a bombshell.
She was unable to comprehend what she heard.
It was never in her thoughts that she was being loved. It was pure astonishment.
When strong life currents meet, they meet to burst upon each other.
It is interesting to ‘see’ that even at this point the great turmoil that followed could have been replaced by an introspection when we go step by step.
The great power of human choice every minute will fully reveal if we consider that the potentials existed at each moment.
Now we can only follow what has happened.
She does everything but think – there can be no thought.
She stared, coloured, doubted, was silent. It was all neutral, nothing negative.
At this point, Darcy pauses and places his compunctions before her, wounding her.
‘He spoke well’ – It is a point when the right turn would have been taken.
She did not encourage him, making the neutral surprise into a positive thought.
In one sense, he is subconsciously aware of his inferior mind. It comes out as her inferior status.
As it was no part of her thoughts, she was startled by his utterance. It was something she could not fit into any scheme of her thoughts. Hence, she was in a daze
All these months his love for her was intense. He found that intensity only as his overcoming his attraction to her. His proposal is like inviting a child to be branded. Class-consciousness is crass stupidity
He dwells on her inferior connection. Darcy is downright STUPID. He has the intelligence of crass stupidity. He argues with himself that only by describing her own inferior station in life the superior force of his love can be brought out
What Darcy fails to understand is that Elizabeth does not believe herself to be inferior in class as well as in any other attributes. She sees her self as a gentleman's daughter. Her mother was of a different class but class ususally followed the father. That is the reason her mother says: My daughters are good enough for anyone. Elizabeth mocks her mothers but, in reality, is very much her mother's daughter. BTW, the Bennets were superior to the Bingleys and even the Collinses.
In spite of her deeply rooted dislike she could not be insensible to the compliment of such a man's affection, and though her intentions did not vary for an instant, she was at first sorry for the pain he was to receive; till, roused to resentment by his subsequent language, she lost all compassion in anger. She tried, however, to compose herself to answer him with patience, when he should have done. He concluded with representing to her the strength of that attachment which, in spite of all his endeavours, he had found impossible to conquer; and with expressing his hope that it would now be rewarded by her acceptance of his hand. As he said this, she could easily see that he had no doubt of a favourable answer. He spoke of apprehension and anxiety, but his countenance expressed real security. Such a circumstance could only exasperate farther, and, when he ceased, the colour rose into her cheeks, and she said --
At this point, Darcy, who has no culture or poise or mental maturity desires to strengthen his case mentally, departs from the crude heart. He offends her in the hope of appreciation, a known mechanism of the low attracting the high. She does have the broadmindedness to overlook that, had not Jane been a victim.
She was sensible of the compliment – No positive turn was taken.
She felt sorry for his pain – It is another chance.
His subsequent language roused her resentment. She lost compassion.
Had she acted before anger arose, the situation could have been saved. His taking her acceptance for granted made another chance lost.
The insincerity of apprehension of anxiety changed the atmosphere of emotional sincerity.
Still, she had not finally shut the door.
His confession causes pain to her. She is able to appreciate the true caliber of his insensibility. His subsequent language rouses her resentment. It is the rule. It is her sympathy that enables him to offend her further. Such foolishness issue, out of Money-value or Power-value both of which are his endowments. He called her tolerable in her hearing. She refused to dance with him once. When she danced she provoked him with an accusation on behalf of Wickham. He knew Wickham would have scandalised him variously. Still, for his money he expects her to accept him. In his own conscience there is one more load of canceling Jane’s wedding. So what does he expect from her? If she had accepted him, she would have been a Charlotte or Jane, not Elizabeth. Self-assurance is another stamp of folly
"In such cases as this, it is, I believe, the established mode to express a sense of obligation for the sentiments avowed, however unequally they may be returned. It is natural that obligation should be felt, and if I could feel gratitude, I would now thank you. But I cannot -- I have never desired your good opinion, and you have certainly bestowed it most unwillingly. I am sorry to have occasioned pain to any one. It has been most unconsciously done, however, and I hope will be of short duration. The feelings which, you tell me, have long prevented the acknowledgment of your regard, can have little difficulty in overcoming it after this explanation."
By proposing Darcy puts himself first and his family second by refusing Elizabeth does the same.
Elizabeth meets his impolite offence by a polite negative. She could not feel gratitude for the offer. So, she says, he could easily overcome his own urges
Mr. Darcy, who was leaning against the mantlepiece with his eyes fixed on her face, seemed to catch her words with no less resentment than surprise. His complexion became pale with anger, and the disturbance of his mind was visible in every feature. He was struggling for the appearance of composure, and would not open his lips till he believed himself to have attained it. The pause was to Elizabeth's feelings dreadful. At length, in a voice of forced calmness, he said --
His own resentment at his own disappointment shut the door.
An argument till she finally trounced him could be given to save the situation. Up to this point, it was eminently possible.
After this, it became difficult. At no time was it impossible.
His letter was written after he left.
The ready impulses that spring from below and spoil the chance of reconciliation can be seen at every point.
We see Man has the capacity to accomplish.
We also see his impulses overtake him.
We see he lets the impulse overpower him.
Those are the points that can turn around.
Later she describes how she enjoyed abusing.
Had she exercised the impulse of enjoyment in favour of the opposite, it would have worked.
He felt resentment more than surprise.
That which is little more decides.
It was not a proposal where he expected an answer.
He demanded acceptance. His mind was so disturbed as to express it in every feature.
Now the fervour turned into anger. Composure deserted him. He postponed speaking till he attained composure. He restrained himself to attain composure.
This was the miniscule reversal.
Had he been composed enough to be civil or better still tender, it could have been reversed even then.
He said he was not under his control. In that case, he should have remained quiet as he was at Longbourn afterwards.
His pause was dreadful to her feelings.
It was an unpredictable situation. It took a turn for the worse.
It could have taken a turn for the better. Or, it could have prevented a deterioration.
He unconsciously offended her. He believed she offended him by refusing him. Neither she, nor he, endeavoured to prevent the worsening of the situation.
It was a strange situation where love cannot be thought of.
Energies must expend themselves. Here they exploded.
A minute’s hesitation, the choice to rise to the occasion, on the part of both could have blossomed into instant love, whether they were in each other’s arms or not, could have given a direction of each understanding the other.
Why dreadful? Was she afraid of him? Was it all a bit too much? She has been playing with love. Here she confronted the real thing and it scared her.
The proud individual in him is stronger than the lover at this point. He is surprised by the refusal that is unexpected and resents the fact that his wealth is disregarded
They unleashed energies, having no culture to organise them.
The fact is, it could have been organised as they wanted. It was a creative moment that could have allowed love to be born. They allowed the energies of the moment to take their course.
She acknowledged on p. 199 her genius of abuse was released.
He was aware that he was under no self-control.
The present result was, in the absence of restraint, inevitable.
"And this is all the reply which I am to have the honour of expecting! I might, perhaps, wish to be informed why, with so little endeavour at civility, I am thus rejected. But it is of small importance."
As he explained why he proposed, perhaps now he demands of her why she refuses. He could not comprehend that his wealth would be immaterial to her. How she overcame the power and lure of his status he wishes to know
‘with so little endeavour of civility, I am rejected’. He takes for granted his wealth and status without understanding he is devoid of the gentlemanly behaviour of that status. Without saying how she could overcome his wealth, he mentions absence of civility
No. It had nothing to do with wealth. He later explains that he was sure she knew he loved her and was expecting his proposal. He thought she teased him because she loved him, to draw him in. She told him where her favorite walks were. She told him women can live too close to home. Her rejection surprised him because he believed she shared his feelings.
He acted as a proud, rich man, not as a lover longing for his love.
He wanted her to explain why she refused him and gave her scope to abuse. He accused her of incivility.
Man accuses the other of his defect.
He added it was superfluous, which is true.
"I might as well inquire," replied she, "why with so evident a design of offending and insulting me, you chose to tell me that you liked me against your will, against your reason, and even against your character? Was not this some excuse for incivility, if I was uncivil? But I have other provocations. You know I have. Had not my own feelings decided against you -- had they been indifferent, or had they even been favourable, do you think that any consideration would tempt me to accept the man who has been the means of ruining, perhaps for ever, the happiness of a most beloved sister?"
He refused to see he had offended her. She sharply points it out.
Against his reason, his will, character, he proposed. Why should she accept?
She points out the essential offence of his delivery of which he is oblivious because he wants the world to take him for granted as a rich man. He is unable to see that to her he is just a man
As in the first meeting, a few days earlier, she alluded to Jane’s wedding.
She said she had the privilege of offending him in return of his offence to Jane.
Life, events, ACTS are indivisible wholes. You cannot pick a rose without being pricked. It is a poor intelligence not to expect the thorn. We all do.
A man who triumphs in an act cannot know how the other person is affected, the character of the act, or its future consequences for himself.
As she pronounced these words Mr. Darcy changed colour; but the emotion was short, and he listened without attempting to interrupt her while she continued --
Triumph is all-consuming. He loves to dwell on the success.
At this level, he is a primitive guided by energy only.
Elizabeth sees clearly his mind. What he obliviously delivered she describes as against his ‘will, reason and character’. She shows the incivility originated in him but she is not uncivil unless he takes her refusal as one
"I have every reason in the world to think ill of you. No motive can excuse the unjust and ungenerous part you acted there. You dare not, you cannot deny that you have been the principal, if not the only means of dividing them from each other -- of exposing one to the censure of the world for caprice and instability, the other to its derision for disappointed hopes, and involving them both in misery of the acutest kind."
She paused, and saw with no slight indignation that he was listening with an air which proved him wholly unmoved by any feeling of remorse. He even looked at her with a smile of affected incredulity.
She feels she is in the right. He feels he should be admired for his services to Bingley.
Both are acting on behalf of another.
Self-righteousness is virulent.
The fresh information from Fitzwilliams gave fresh impetus to her accusation. There is no logic that can prevail against self-righteousness. It has superstitious dynamism, even missionary zeal.
He feels all the privilege of raising her to aristocracy. She has all the advantage of his seeking her.
He is tactless; she is wounded.
It is a brute boor meeting more than his match who has a legitimate grievance.
There is no remorse in him.
On the other hand, he expects the whole world, particularly her, to see his self-denial, the purity of his love and its passion.
They were at cross purposes. In the eyes of each the other is beside the point.
His culture is evolved to the point of expecting her to appreciate him for his offending her, expecting the lamb to thank the butcher.
He is unformed, uneducated, uncultivated, in her words, conceited.
Collins and Darcy are parallels, expressions vary, essence is the same.
He is used to Caroline fawning on him, Bingley submitting to him.
In her, he meets a formed, educated, discriminating Individual of Good Will.
He smiles at her incredulity.
Pride is impermissible, in a gentleman it is an unpardonable crime.
He is actively displaying that he is not a gentleman. He wants his status and wealth to be recognized.
That is exactly what she has learnt not to value as a reversal of her mother’s character.
Remember Mr. Bennet does not want her to marry for money.
When she marries, she marries only Pemberley. To see no contradiction here is essential.
The idealist who renounces power and property is valued by the power and property he comes by. Only they help him accomplish.
"Can you deny that you have done it?" She repeated.
She accuses Darcy of spoiling Jane’s wedding.
From a marriage proposal it has become an argument of ethics.
Only after his accusation of incivility, does she refer to Darcy’s spoiling Jane’s wedding. She challenges him to deny it
With assumed tranquillity he then replied, "I have no wish of denying that I did everything in my power to separate my friend from your sister, or that I rejoice in my success. Towards him I have been kinder than towards myself."
He accuses her for not appreciating his high motives for Bingley.
He is truthful, not artful. He does not have the intelligence to be artful.
The buffalo is not ashamed of the mud, it enjoys being there.
Darcy is one who enjoys the cultural mud, slush. He is a buffalo that wants to marry a cow. To the end, it is he who loves her.
In her, no love was ever born for him. What was there is gratitude.
Elizabeth was deeply wounded when he points out that hers is a family to be shunned.
The strong wants a favour by demanding it. In this case, he thought because of his wealth he was strong, but he was weak.
Actually, during the last few meetings, she demands like that.
Without defending himself, he further offends her resorting to the same argument that her family is low. He believes in his status. He expects her to accept his offence. There he is not only mistaken, but plainly foolish
Elizabeth disdained the appearance of noticing this civil reflection, but its meaning did not escape, nor was it likely to conciliate her.
Only after he insists on his right to offend her, she accuses him of injustice to Wickham. Her indefensible accusation is made possible by his indefensible folly. Here he grew self-righteous, as he was right. All along he took for granted that she would treat him as a rich man. She does not have that consideration. Now she has discovered his ruse with Jane and accuses him of injustice to Wickham. Her opinion of him sours him and he feels it was due to his frankness, sincerity, and lack of pretence
Endowed with no considerable culture, a cultured alternative never occurred to him. Had he been a cultured man of course his behaviour till then would have been different. Even otherwise, his declaration of intense passion for her will not be through vulgar obscenities. Surely he is sincere. It is sincere boorishness
"But it is not merely this affair," she continued, "on which my dislike is founded. Long before it had taken place my opinion of you was decided. Your character was unfolded in the recital which I received many months ago from Mr. Wickham. On this subject, what can you have to say? In what imaginary act of friendship can you here defend yourself? Or under what misrepresentation can you here impose upon others?"
She raises Jane’s issue first, Wickham’s next.
The more he expects her to value, the more she wants to tell him that he is valueless for her long ago.
"You take an eager interest in that gentleman's concerns," said Darcy, in a less tranquil tone, and with a heightened colour.
Wickham brings the normal temper of his to the conversation.
"Who that knows what his misfortunes have been, can help feeling an interest in him?"
About Wickham, she is more than sure.
Such a feeling is generated when the truth is the opposite.
Suppose Wickham’s story was true, it would have a quiet strength without a vibrating dynamism.
The falsehood vibrates.
She directly tells him after his proposal, she is interested in him. This is ultimate provocation.
"His misfortunes!" Repeated Darcy contemptuously; "yes, his misfortunes have been great indeed."
Here Darcy is on solid ground.
So he moves to contempt from explanation.
Contempt is offensive.
He moves from defence to offence.
"And of your infliction," cried Elizabeth with energy. "You have reduced him to his present state of poverty -- comparative poverty. You have withheld the advantages, which you must know to have been designed for him. You have deprived the best years of his life, of that independence which was no less his due than his desert. You have done all this! And yet you can treat the mention of his misfortunes with contempt and ridicule."
She directly pleads Wickham’s case for him. There is solicitude in it.
Any lover will be mortally wounded here.
Anyone will give her up seeing that.
Darcy wanting her even after that, wanting to disabuse her mind about Wickham shows the depth of his passion.
She even finds fault with Darcy for his contempt.
In the end, Wickham as a subject never arises between them.
"And this," cried Darcy, as he walked with quick steps across the room, "is your opinion of me! This is the estimation in which you hold me! I thank you for explaining it so fully. My faults, according to this calculation, are heavy indeed! But perhaps," added he, stopping in his walk, and turning towards her, "these offences might have been overlooked, had not your pride been hurt by my honest confession of the scruples that had long prevented my forming any serious design. These bitter accusations might have been suppressed, had I, with greater policy, concealed my struggles, and flattered you into the belief of my being impelled by unqualified, unalloyed inclination; by reason, by reflection, by everything. But disguise of every sort is my abhorrence. Nor am I ashamed of the feelings I related. They were natural and just. Could you expect me to rejoice in the inferiority of your connexions? -- to congratulate myself on the hope of relations, whose condition in life is so decidedly beneath my own?"
Darcy does not have the composure not to exclaim, “This is your opinion.”
It is his pride that hurts.
He tells her that her pride is hurt.
Further, he tries to explain his insensitivity as frankness, artless sincerity.
A fool consoles himself as one who is not clever enough to cheat.
No man acknowledges his weakness.
To Darcy, ‘They are natural and just’.
It is the justice of the unsophisticated rustic.
In Darcy we see the fool, stupidity, crudeness, boorishness, rusticity, primitivity, the violence of ununderstanding, incapacity for artfulness.
To him, who is somewhere aware of all this in him, who finds Bingley an empty shell and his sisters sycophants, Elizabeth’s liveliness, her perceptive penetration, solid independence must have appeared as celestial endowments.
He has a point. She could have asked hims about Wickham during their walks. She asks now because it provides her a weapon with which to undermine his claim to superiority.
Elizabeth felt herself growing more angry every moment; yet she tried to the utmost to speak with composure when she said --
She controls her anger and tries composure.
That effort at culture discloses that he is not gentlemanly.
Darcy, who values that attribute, was shocked and his rough interior opened.
It rankled in him later for a long time.
Here she finally wins her argument as he later acknowledges. But it was a pyrric victory. A gentleman never humiliates his inferiors by behaving superior. He treated her as his equel. She demanded he treat her as an inferior. That is the reason later she tried to fudge the "victory." Indeed, she immediately goes on to widen her point and accuses him of mistreating others they both would agree are inferrior. Actually, Darcy's behavior is very reminiscent of Dr. Higgins - he does not suffer fools and, hence, treats everybody "badly."
"You are mistaken, Mr. Darcy, if you suppose that the mode of your declaration affected me in any other way, than as it spared me the concern which I might have felt in refusing you, had you behaved in a more gentlemanlike manner."
She saw him start at this, but he said nothing, and she continued --
Later he will recall that such wild statements are par for the course for a cornered Elizabeth. On cannot but think of their earlier exchange: Elizabeth "Your propencity is to hate everybody" Darcy: "Yours to misunderstand them." He loves the spirit and will try again.
"You could not have made me the offer of your hand in any possible way that would have tempted me to accept it."
That he is unacceptable as a groom is too much for him to swallow, especially when his own opinion is she is desirable.
Again his astonishment was obvious; and he looked at her with an expression of mingled incredulity and mortification. She went on --
His facial response encouraged her to activate her abusive genius.
"From the very beginning -- from the first moment, I may almost say -- of my acquaintance with you, your manners, impressing me with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your conceit, and your selfish disdain of the feelings of others, were such as to form that groundwork of disapprobation on which succeeding events have built so immoveable a dislike; and I had not known you a month before I felt that you were the last man in the world whom I could ever be prevailed on to marry."
"You have said quite enough, madam. I perfectly comprehend your feelings, and have now only to be ashamed of what my own have been. Forgive me for having taken up so much of your time, and accept my best wishes for your health and happiness."
He is not prepared to listen to more.
Not wanting to snap the relationship, he wishes her health and happiness.
Knowing what she thinks, shame arises in him.
And with these words he hastily left the room, and Elizabeth heard him the next moment open the front door and quit the house.
The tumult of her mind was now painfully great. She knew not how to support herself, and from actual weakness sat down and cried for half an hour. Her astonishment, as she reflected on what had passed, was increased by every review of it. That she should receive an offer of marriage from Mr. Darcy! That he should have been in love with her for so many months! -- so much in love as to wish to marry her in spite of all the objections which had made him prevent his friend's marrying her sister, and which must appear at least with equal force in his own case -- was almost incredible! -- it was gratifying to have inspired unconsciously so strong an affection. But his pride, his abominable pride -- his shameless avowal of what he had done with respect to Jane -- his unpardonable assurance in acknowledging, though he could not justify it, and the unfeeling manner in which he had mentioned Mr. Wickham, his cruelty towards whom he had not attempted to deny, soon overcame the pity which the consideration of his attachment had for a moment excited. She continued in very agitating reflections till the sound of Lady Catherine's carriage made her feel how unequal she was to encounter Charlotte's observation, and hurried her away to her room.
The very fact that she has to admit his love for her creates the tumult in her.
Body becomes weak when the mind is tired.
Crying gives relief as it takes away the energy of sorrowing.
“honest confession of scruples” are inordinate intemperance. She showed there was no gentleman like behaviour in him. He was speechless when he found he was not treated as a gentleman. Now she finds her genius having a spur, released by a causeless spur and describes him as selfish, arrogant, disdainful, and conceited. This was too much for him. He stopped her there, offering her his best wishes for health and happiness. Even now he could do it
His love for her, the passion witnessed, the strength she defied creates a painful tumult in her mind. Still the wonder of her having evoked this love in him overwhelms her. In her own estimation she rises. She feels a fulfillment in her genius for abuse finding a vent
The shameless avowal of his role with Bingley revealed the uncultured brute in him.
Nor was his contempt towards her sympathy for Wickham less shocking
Her astonishment grew.
It is a positive feeling.
It is gratifying to anyone to know they are loved by anyone.
Only when Collins loves it is revolting.
Even to him she offered thanks for the offer.
Deeply felt emotional energies release by the knowledge of his love.
Love is an elevating passion. She does not feel anything like love for him.