pride and prejudice

                
                
                
                
Lizzy: I couldn't sleep.
Darcy: Nor I. My aunt...
L: Yes, she was here.
D: How could I ever make amends for such behaviour?
                
                
                
                
L: After what you've done for Lydia and, I suspect, for Jane, it is I who should be making amends.
D: You must know. Surely you must know , it was all for you. You are too generous to trifle with me. You spoke with my aunt last night and it has tought me to hope as I'd scarcely allowed myself before. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed. But one word from you will silence me for ever. If, however, your feelings have changed...I would have to tell you, you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love...I love...I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.
                
                
                
                
L: Well, then. Your hands are cold.
                
                
D: How are you this evening, my dear?
L: Very well. Only I wish you would not call me "my dear".
D: Why?
L: Because it's what my father always calls my mother when he's cross about something.
D: What endearments am i allowed？
L: Well let me think... "Lizzie" for everyday, "my pearl" for sundays, and, "goddess divine", but only on very special occasions.
D: And...what should I call you when I am cross? Mrs. Darcy?
                
                
                
                
L: No! no. You may only call me Mrs. Darcy...when you are completely, and perfectly, and incandescently happy.
                
                
D: Then how are you this evening...Mrs. Darcy?