Jane Austen
the same parental care. My father began life in the profession which your uncle, Mr.
Phillips, appears to do so much credit to--but he gave up everything to be of use to the late
Mr. Darcy and devoted all his time to the care of the Pemberley property. He was most
highly esteemed by Mr. Darcy, a most intimate, confidential friend. Mr. Darcy often
acknowledged himself to be under the greatest obligations to my father's active
superintendence, and when, immediately before my father's death, Mr. Darcy gave him a
voluntary promise of providing for me, I am convinced that he felt it to be as much a debt of
gratitude to him, as of his affection to myself."
"How strange!" cried Elizabeth. "How abominable! I wonder that the very pride of this
Mr. Darcy has not made him just to you! If from no better motive, that he should not have
been too proud to be dishonest--for dishonesty I must call it."