“I did not have an opportunity to speak privately with Peter until just as he was leaving, when he handed me one of the Burns song-sheets and (with a most earnest look) told me to read it before I went to bed. The song was 'My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose,' but it was not until was up in my bedchamber that I saw he had written on the inside page: 'My mother would be honoured if you visited her after church tomorrow.” LoveSecretFamilyLoversRomanticJane AustenPride And PrejudiceNoteMary BennetPeter BushellJennifer Paynter Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“I saw that he was looking anxious. 'I thought you weren't coming.' As he spoke, he grasped my hand. And if the sight of him had not quite restored the magic, the touch of him most certainly did. 'You're not wishing yourself some place else, Mary?” LoveHopeFearDivineRomanticJane AustenEarnestnessPride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter BushellJennifer Paynter Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“When people fall in love, they are apt to go a little mad.” LoveMadness Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“Blessed with the love of a good man, I felt equal to anything - even the prospect of living out my days in the Antipodes.” LoveSupportSacrificeLuckyBlessedJane AustenPride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter BushellJennifer Paynter Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“I had not the least idea of a gamekeeper's occupation being so dangerous - there had never been such a person employed on the Longbourn estate - and just as I had spent half the previous night wondering about Peter, I spent half the next one worrying about him.” LoveWorryConcernPeter Bushell Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“At that moment a solitary violin struck up. But the music was not dance music; it was more like a song - a solemn, sweet song. (I know now that it was Beethoven's Romance in F.) I listened, and suddenly it was as if the fog that surrounded me had been penetrated, as if I were being spoken to.” LoveSongMusicJane AustenMessagePride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter BushellJennifer Paynter Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“I knew it was Peter playing. I fancied he was trying to tell me something - an absurd idea, but it persisted - 'I may not be able to spell, but just you listen to this.” LoveSongMusicProofEmbarrassmentJane AustenAdorablePride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter BushellJennifer Paynter Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“I felt my mouth go dry, my throat constrict. What possible interpretation could Peter place on those words, other than that they were about him? - that the entire song was about him?” LoveSingingEmbarrassmentJane AustenMortificationPride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter Bushel Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“Before I could reply, he had picked me up, literally swept me off my feet, and kissed me. And afterwards, when I tried to speak, he silenced me in much the same manner. It was a shock (but not at all distasteful) to be so caught up. Later - when he at last set me down - he handled me more gently. He took of my glasses and told me that he loved me.” LoveTruthLovelyGentleConfessionTendernessJane AustenPride And PrejudiceHeart BreakingMary BennetPeter BushellJennifer Paynter Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“In suiting the action to the words, however, I perceived that the stars were all wrong. That was my undoing. I had looked up unthinkingly, anticipating the familiar, and, finding it gone, began to cry like a baby. Whereupon Peter stopped the gig and took me in his arms, kissing me so that my face was soon sore both from kissing and crying.” LoveMarriageComfortJane AustenPride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter BushellJennifer PaynterUnfamiliarity Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“Peter was now standing very close - as if he wanted to comfort me - as if he knew how hurt I felt that Mrs Knowles had not asked me to play or to sing. And I did feel comforted. It was as if a tide of warmth was carrying me out of myself, inclining me to trust him and to conduct myself well.” LoveSupportLoyaltyJane AustenPride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter BushellJennifer Paynter Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“This made my father laugh. 'Mary made a cake, did she? Well, well. Better that than she should make a cake for herself, I suppose.' Peter then burst out: 'Why must you always be making a game of Mary? 'Tis not fair; 'tis not sporting.” LoveLoyaltyCuteJane AustenPride And PrejudiceProtectivenessMary BennetPeter BushellJennifer Paynter Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“But look behind you, Mary.' She nodded towards the dais. 'One of the musicians seems to be trying to attract your attention.' It was Peter. He was standing on the dais smiling across at me. My delight at seeing him was such that I could not disguise it - did not try to disguise it.” LoveHappinessYouthDelightJane AustenExpectationPride And PrejudicePeter Bushell Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“Peter.' It was the first time I had used his name. 'You heard me sing tonight, did you not?' 'Yes, love.' The endearment took my breath away - made me forget what I meant to say. I stood there with but one thought: He must care about me.” LoveLovelyJane AustenPride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter Bushell Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“I had never in all my life felt so elated. Peter cared for me! It was a miracle I longed to celebrate - to tell all Hertfordshire - and I had to hold my hand to my mouth against an involuntary smile.” LoveHappinessJane AustenPride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter Bushell Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“Shortly after you left the room, Bushell came over and spoke to your father. I was not near enough to hear what he said, but Maria Lucas told me afterwards that he had been -' (she smiled) 'amazingly impertinent.' 'Peter actually spoke to Papa?' 'He did. According to Maria, he had the impudence to criticise Mr Bennet for his treatment of you. I must say it gives me the most favourable idea of his character.” LoveHonorCuteProtectiveJane AustenAdorablePride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter Bushell Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“Hello, Mary.' It was like hearing a note of divine calm after a dissonant passage of music. My confusion died away.” LoveDivineInnocentCuteJane AustenRealisationPride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter BushellJennifer Paynter Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“I found I could listen without envy to Letty's singing, and afterwards when the applause came, I did not mind that Mrs Knowles was heaping praises upon her. Peter's hands were on my chair, and when I leaned back I could feel them against my shoulders.” LoveSupportComfortLoyaltyJane AustenPride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter BushellJennifer Paynter Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“After a moment, he added more seriously: 'I don't get as angry as m'father used to about things. Or maybe I', just better at hiding m'feelings.' 'I fear I'm not very good at hiding my feelings.' He covered my hand with his own. 'That's what I like about you. I liked it from the first. You're so different from the others.” LoveDivineCuteJane AustenPride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter BushellJennifer PaynterNaw Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“Ah yes.' Peter's tone was scornful. 'And they must always be paid before the poor tradesmen's bills, mustn't they?' 'They must indeed. They are debts of honour.' 'Oh, Mary.' He leant over and kissed me quickly. 'What a lot we'll have to argue about after we're married.” LoveJane AustenPride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter BushellJennifer Paynter Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet
“I lost the letter in rather embarrassing circumstances. We were to dine at Parramatta Government House that same evening, and Peter had come in early from harvesting the wheat, sitting down in all his dirt to read the precious missive. I sat beside him, fresh from my bath. And so handsome did my husband look, long legs sprawled in Dungaree trousers and frowning over my father's spiky hand, that I could not resist reaching out to smooth away the frown. He caught my hand to his lips, still reading, and then chancing to look up, and reading my face more swiftly than he would ever read the written word, pulled me onto his lap.” LoveJane AustenPride And PrejudiceMary BennetPeter BushellJennifer Paynter Book:Mary Bennet Source: Mary Bennet