'Pride and Prejudice' dagbogsnotat af Elizabeth

Yesterday I went to the ball being held at Netherfields, the splenderness and elegance was overwhelming, nothing like the public balls, like the one where I first met Mr.Bingley and Mr.Darcy. Speaking of Mr.Darcy … He is the most unfriendly man I have ever met. He was so rude to my friend Wickham the other day. Didn’t even say hello, but went off on his horse without any greetings and left poor Mr.Bingley alone. But I had been looking extremely forward to the ball, and it was marvelous just as exspected. The only disappointment I dear say was not having the chance to dance with Wickham, since he was not there. I did on the other hand have two dances with Mr.Collins, manly just because I couldn’t resist seeing this “lightness of foot” he prides himself with. It wasn’t very comfortable, because I kind of dislike him. He is after all the one that will leave us homeless if papa dies. Then at the ball the most bizarre thing happened! I was walking through the room with Charlotte, when Mr.Darcy came to me and asked for my next dance. I was seemingly surpised, rather shocked actually. But I could hardly tell him no, I already did that once and I believe myself to not be the kind who is repeatedly rude to a man, although he has offended me and seriously wounded my pride! To think he once said I was only “perfectly tolerable”. So in my panic I decided not to deny him the next dance and said yes. As soon as the words slipped out of my mouth I regretted it. I instantly ran off to talk to Charlotte, I didn’t know what to do! I had sworn to hate that man for eternity. I was mad at myself for not having stuck to my guts. So when we started to dance I was cold to him. I don’t know what it is about Mr.Darcy that makes me not want to be nice to him. Its like his misery is contagious. But I cannot deny that I was oh so very curious about what he had to say about his cold manners towards Wickham. I asked him about it during our dance, but he wouldn’t say much. Only that he had his reasons not to talk with Mr.Wickham. He also made it abundantly clear that he was not at all fond of my friend Wickham. That I do not understand, Wickham is the sweetest man, he is not capable of anything half as bad as what Darcy seems to accuse him of. He would never tell a lie.