So Mary just can not get a break. I’ve mentioned before:
Well it gets worse.
So Mrs. Bennet has been freaking out about meeting Mr. Bingley, but Mr. Bennet hasn’t done so. She is extremely out of sorts, having palpatations, etc. Mr. Bennet is amused and turns to Mary and tells her:
“What say you, Mary? For you are a young lady of deep reflection, I know, ad read great books and make extracts.”
Of course the only time she is asked for her opinion, nothing can come to mind.
“Mary wished to say something sensible, but knew not how.”
Gee dad thanks for putting me on the spot.
Then of course her dad skips over her and moves on to something else.
Poor girl, I hate it when that happens. It’s like your mind has a total brain fart and you can’t think of anything, your mind is just blank.
And then Mary comes off horribly.
Poor, poor, poor girl. I mean she’s just as bad as Leonardo Dicaprio
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