I smiled, knowing that Elizabeth, even in the worst of her humours, was far better suited to my own disposition. She wou — Mary Street, The Confession of Fitzwilliam Darcy

I smiled, knowing that Elizabeth, even in the worst of her humours, was far better suited to my own disposition. She wou — Mary Street, The Confession of Fitzwilliam Darcy

I smiled, knowing that Elizabeth, even in the worst of her humours, was far better suited to my own disposition. She wou — Mary Street, The Confession of Fitzwilliam Darcy

I smiled, knowing that Elizabeth, even in the worst of her humours, was far better suited to my own disposition. She wou — Mary Street, The Confession of Fitzwilliam Darcy

I smiled, knowing that Elizabeth, even in the worst of her humours, was far better suited to my own disposition. She wou — Mary Street, The Confession of Fitzwilliam Darcy

I smiled, knowing that Elizabeth, even in the worst of her humours, was far better suited to my own disposition. She would scold me, quarrel with me, torment me, tease me and laugh at me as often as may be.I was the happiest man in the world.

— Mary Street, The Confession of Fitzwilliam Darcy

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