Welcome to my Humble Home

Elizabeth Bennett is one of literature’s sacred cows, ardent admiration, greatest regard, highest esteem the only acceptable reactions to her feisty disposition and steadfast adherence to superior principle. But I have always been slightly suspicious of Miss Bennett, in particular her sudden appreciation for Mr. Darcy, blossoming as it did just after she spied the magnificence of Pemberley… gold–gilt digger (written in a whisper). Lizzie! Lizzie! Forgive … Continue reading Welcome to my Humble Home