START: Darcy: They said you were unwell at morning service, and then I did not see you just now in the- the church. _(Lizzy, wordlessly, comes to him.) I came to enquire - if you are,

Lizzy bends before him

Better.

puts paper under his dripping coat.

Lizzy: - I am fine.

END: Lizzy: - and disdainful of the feelings of others! Particularly my sister Jane: a sweet, soft-hearted romantic. An innocent. I have no inclination towards marriage, Mr. Darcy, but even if I did, you are the last man in the world whom I would ever consider.

Darcy: …This is too much. Miss Bennet, I swear that I never shall express sentiments again, which are so - disgusting.

He bows. She curtsies. He exits. Lizzy is covered in ink. She looks at the ink, water, everywhere. She is at her lowest point yet. She sinks