There’s no way on God’s green earth that I’m dressing up like Mr. Darcy.” Brooks stretched out on Caroline’s bed, hanging his suede wing tips off the edge and crossing his ankles. He laced his...

How weird? We’re all dressed like people in a Jane Austen book. I think weird comes with the territory.

Jane Austen would be so proud. Another girl trussed up for a fancy party.””On the contrary, she’d be horrified. All that skin. You’d need about another five yards of material.

You liked the hats. Oh, girl.

We refused to eat him.

Let’s get this movie started. There’s nothing like a little Austen to soothe the wounded soul,” Theresa said.

For it was a truth universally acknowledged that a single vicar must be in want of a wife.

[I]t is well to have as many holds upon happiness as possible.