How we cite our quotes: (Chapter.Paragraph)
Quote #10
"You were disgusted with the women who were always speaking, and looking, and thinking for your approbation alone. I roused, and interested you, because I was so unlike them. I knew the joy of standing over a vanquished foe; of painting my face and arms with their blood, yet warm, and screaming to the heavens—begging, nay daring, God to send me more enemies to kill. The gentle ladies who so assiduously courted you knew nothing of this joy, and therefore, could never offer you true happiness." (60.5)
Elizabeth asks Mr. Darcy to explain why he fell in love with her and then she explains it herself. We've gotta admit, we kind of like her answer. This girl had spark. She was different from all the other women out there. She bathed in the blood of her enemies. You won't find that among the refined ladies of every sitting room.