Her opinion of him was even lower than he had supposed. He had no idea that he had made such a horrible impression upon her. Her grievances against him started long before that night, and he had no one to blame but himself.
Perchance she overheard what I said to Bingley that evening at the Meryton assembly. I didn’t mean a word of it. Since then, whenever they were in company, either he was too taciturn and aloof with her or he was fumbling for something to say and never just himself.
It’s truly a wonder she even agreed to dance with me at all. Darcy knew what he must do. Soon I will claim her hand for the promised dance. He was determined to get it right.
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