Most Ardently

by Gabe Cole Novoa

“I can’t imagine,” Darcy said, “that you could ever be unextraordinary.”

Of course, Oliver was all too aware homes of this size weren’t usually intended to actually house a lot of people as much as they were to impress a lot of people. Rosings was a status symbol, not a home.

“Is that what you are? A man of superior intellect?” “Of course,” Wickham said with all the confidence of a boy who had never in his life heard the word no.