He stares. Then, a slow, wondering smile breaks across his face. He takes her hand, presses it to his lips, and whispers, “Elizabeth.”
They walk back toward Longbourn together, the morning sun burning through the last of the mist. Behind them, the great house of Pemberley waits, but for now, there is only the quiet path, the touch of hands, and the end of a long and stubborn journey from pride to love, from prejudice to peace. -s Pride and Prejudice -1995- All 6 Episodes
She laughs—that bright, free laugh—and looks up at him. “Well, then,” she says. “Your hands are cold.” He stares
Then, the second dance: of fate. Darcy, overwhelmed by a love he cannot suppress, proposes in the Hunsford parsonage. It is the most unromantic proposal ever uttered. “In vain have I struggled. It will not do. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.” But then he ruins it: he catalogues her low connections, her family’s vulgarity, the inferiority of her situation. Elizabeth’s fury is cold and absolute. “From the very beginning, your manners impressed me with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your conceit, and your selfish disdain for the feelings of others.” She accuses him of ruining Wickham and destroying Jane’s happiness. Darcy walks out, stunned. Behind them, the great house of Pemberley waits,
But in the final hour, the miracle. Mr. Bennet receives a letter from Mr. Gardiner: Wickham has agreed to marry Lydia for a staggering sum. Mrs. Bennet crows. Only Elizabeth suspects the truth. And then, Bingley returns to Netherfield, proposes to Jane (in a drawing-room so full of nervous energy it practically hums), and is accepted.