Mr Bingley, My Rich Single

wit and somewhat indolent nature, spent his days immersed in his books or observing with benevolent irony the whims of his family. His wife, Mrs. Bennet, wa

cter. She had a keen sense of observation and an ease in reading the intentions of others, although this sometimes leads her to too hasty judgments. Mary, the third, was studious and serious, but lacked often o

behind this lively façade hid a palpable tension. Mrs. Bennet felt immense pressure to marry off his daughters. With the modest dowry that they had, she knew that finding re

m, his eyes bright of excitement. "Mr. Bennet, have

g up from his book, repli

ews put you in such

tune. He is single, and he came looking for a wife! » She turned towards his daughters, his face be

Maybe he's not looking for a wife. Maybe e

er mind ! We need to invite him to dinner as soon as possible. Jane, you are our great

r mother often exaggerated things. Elizabeth just rolled her eyes and

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en a source of un

bserver of characters,

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all the young men in the region. That would b

hocked but amused by her remark husband.

"But I'm curious to know what you think yo

espects. And if, unfortunately, he doesn't choose it, we still have fou

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ld be a great s

espite the apparent carefreeness of the conversation, a certain pressure weighed on the shoulders of each of the Bennet girls. The society of the time imposed expec

ath of Mr. Bennet, due to of a male heir. This fact further increa

e news of Mr. Bingley's arrival had breathed new energy into the house, a mix of curiosity and anticipation. For Elizabeth, however, the prospect of meeting this wealthy bachelor was not only a tempora

xcitement grew. The girls

ybe he's shy," Jane suggested one evening. "After all,

ks no one is good enough for him

ded, "is that we must make our

ting was approaching, an

ehen

waited with looking forward to the ball at Meryton, where

ch of a hurry as her mother to marry, preferring to wait for true love, a partner who would understand and appreciate it for what it was. But she

The rumors had amplified, transforming this rich and single young man into an almost mythical figure, source of all

her girls would be fully prepared for any eventuality. She ensured that the

newcomer. The ball at Meryton

was on eve

Bennet fixing her eldest daughter's curls. "Don't forget to smile, and stay

ently, although her heart

seated not far away, observed the s

nued Mrs. Bennet turnin

ct him too much. Men don't l

worry, mom. I will be gen

nt palpable. Mr. Bennet, always so detached, observed all this with amusement. "Well, my dears, I see that you are all r