The ride home was torturous. How pleased he had been with himself, feeling himself soften towards her, feeling the model of generosity; he had not before been made to understand how much of his behaviour she would be required to forgive. He had imagined himself the injured party, but now? He had been—he could see now—absolutely ridiculous in Hertfordshire. Not in his own feelings, which were reasonable and just… He had been at that time angry, very angry with George Wickham, betrayed, deeply distressed by his own sister and wishing above all that he might somehow lash out at everyone and
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about bloody time
