"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 enquire particularly after her. 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,
'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.'"
*
In honour of Valentine's Day, I thought I'd post this little excerpt from Pride & Prejudice. I think it fitting. It's my favourite bit from the book, though I know not why. I think it's because it signifies a bravery, a start, a re-evaluation of sorts... Anyway.
I can recite that line from Darcy verbatim. I love it. I think it's how I've decided that ardent is my all-time favourite word.
