A Vast Deal May Be Done By

She Had A Lively, Playful Disposition That Delighted In Anything Ridiculous.

A Very Narrow Income Has A Tendency To Contract The Mind, And Sour The Temper. Those Who Can Barely Live, And Who Live Perforce In A Very Small, And Generally Very Inferior, Society, May Well Be Illiberal And Cross.

They Were Within Twenty Yards Of Each Other, And So Abrupt Was His Appearance, That It Was Impossible To Avoid His Sight. Their Eyes Instantly Met, And The Cheeks Of Each Were Overspread With The Deepest Blush. He Absolutely Started, And For A Moment Seemed Immoveable From Surprise; But Shortly Recovering Himself, Advanced Towards The Party, And Spoke To Elizabeth, If Not In Terms Of Perfect Composure, At Least Of Perfect Civility.

She Was Feeling, Thinking, Trembling About Everything; Agitated, Happy, Miserable, Infinitely Obliged, Absolutely Angry.

You, Of All People, Deserve A Happy Ending Despite Everything That Happened To You, You Aren't Bitter You Aren't Cold You've Just Retreated A Little And Been Shy, And That's Okay If I Were A Fairy Godmother, I Would Give You Your Heart's Desire In An Instant And I Would Wipe Away Your Tears And Tell You Not To Cry "a Large Income Is The Best Recipe For Happiness I Ever Heard Of"