Mrs. Bennet shook her head. “With the way you behave, you’ll be lucky to ever see another proposal.” Oliver’s mouth nearly fell open. With the way he behaved? He wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry—as far as he was concerned, he behaved perfectly well in front of his mother. She didn’t even know about his nightly outings, his name, his—anything! And she already thought him so improper as to be destined for loneliness? It would have hurt less if she’d slapped him across the face. Mrs. Bennet turned to Mr. Bennet, who, until now, had been sitting quietly in his favorite chair with a steadily
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