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Creative Writing - Elizabeth Bennet's Diary - Part 2. Our visit to Pemberley today has, if anything changed my perception completely.

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Pride and Prejudice - Part 2 Dear Diary, Our visit to Pemberley today has, if anything changed my perception completely. Pemberley is a huge estate, and the grounds have a vast expanse. I have to stop and admire every beautiful point of view that we passed when driving in the carriage. It is truly a spectacular place. The grounds were not falsely adorned or organised in a constrained way so contrary to nature. In front, there was small brook, which altogether ameliorated the appearance of the house and grounds, but without any artificial appearance. This impressed me greatly, and did much to improve my opinion of Darcy. On entering the abode we were greeted cordially by the Darcys' housekeeper, a Mrs. Reynolds. She was elderly looking and very civil and respectable, much moreso than I had expected to find her. She led us on a short tour through the house. The interior of Pemberley was most impressive too - the furniture was tasteful without the oppressive air of obscene grandeur. ...read more.

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I do not know who is good enough for him." I thought this perhaps going a bit far in praising him, but the woman read my countenance and said, "I say no more than the truth...I have never heard a cross word from him in all my life, and I have known him since he was four." I grew more and more astonished as she detailed the benevolence of Darcy as a master, landlord, friend and brother. Impressed as I was, my aunt voiced her thoughts thus, "Perhaps we might be deceived." But I knew otherwise- I said simply, "That is not likely, our authority is too good." Further on in our tour, in the picture gallery, I came upon a portrait of Mr. Darcy himself. It was a sight to be seen surely, and I never felt more gentle sensation towards the original. The smile he bore was one I recognised, the one I saw when he looked at me. ...read more.

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Oh why, why, why? Why had I come to Pemberley, I thought. My face glowed with shame and mortification. What would his opinion of me be now? If we had only come ten minutes later, I could have avoided him, and the disgrace which had been brought on me... We then entered into a walk beside the stream, and although my aunt and uncle pointed out many beautiful things which caught their attention, I could not appreciate them, for my mind was so full of thoughts about Darcy. I thought perhaps that he was civil to me because, despite all that had happened, he still regarded me with some affection. But my humility led to believe that he had only behaved thus as he felt himself at ease in Pemberley. We were about to leave, when Mr. Darcy approached us again. I began to praise Pemberley, but then I perceived that my remarks might be misconstrued. So I said no more. He then asked my quietly if I might introduce him to my friends. This was a display of friendliness which I had not been expecting. ...read more.

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