I sharpened a pencil and sat down at the kitchen table.Īusten blasts off with a fast-moving passage of dialogue between Mr. They’re part of the tissue of every literate person’s mind.īut I confess that when I opened the novel last week and was greeted by its famous first sentence, which everybody, including me, claims to know by heart, I wasn’t quite sure when, or even whether, I had read the book before. Fitzwilliam Darcy, the ill-natured, land-owning über-spunk Miss Elizabeth Bennet, sharp as a tack with a will of her own her skewed array of sisters her disengaged, ironic father and her insufferable mother, the archetypal 19th-century airhead. You’d need to have spent your life in a cave not to know about Mr. It’s two centuries this year since Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice was published.
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