Pride And Prejudice 1940 Instant

Elizabeth’s fury was a living thing. "Why with so evident a design of offending me, you chose to tell me that you liked me against your will, against your reason, and even against your character?" She struck him with the truth: his cruelty to Wickham, his destruction of Jane's happiness. "From the very first moment of our acquaintance, your manners impressed me with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your conceit, and your selfish disdain for the feelings of others!"

Fitzwilliam Darcy, owner of Pemberley and an income of ten thousand a year, stood like a statue carved from Arctic marble. He was tall, dark, and scowled as if the entire assembly had been arranged to personally annoy him. When Bingley suggested he ask Elizabeth Bennet to dance, Darcy offered the immortal pronouncement with a glacial tilt of his head: "She is tolerable, I suppose, but not handsome enough to tempt me ." pride and prejudice 1940

Elizabeth heard it. Her dark eyes flashed with a fire that had nothing to do with the chandeliers. She repeated the slight to her friends with a laugh just a shade too bright, filing it away not as a wound, but as a weapon. The war was declared. Elizabeth’s fury was a living thing

The Hertfordshire countryside in the late 1830s, as imagined by the sparkling mind of Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer, was not a place of muddy hems and quiet parsonages. It was a confection of lace, velvet, and perfectly coiffed ringlets, where the sun always seemed to slant through drawing-room windows at a flattering angle. And into this gilded world, the greatest catastrophe imaginable had arrived, rumbling up the lane in a chariot of polished mahogany and four perfectly matched grays: Mr. Charles Bingley. He was tall, dark, and scowled as if

She stepped forward, the last wall between them falling. "Then you must allow me," she said, her eyes shining, "to tell you how ardently I admire—and love—you."

That illusion shattered when he chose that very evening to offer a disastrous, almost insulting proposal. "In vain have I struggled," he declared, standing rigid as a soldier. "You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you… despite my better judgment."