†Five Hargrevees†

It was the year 1800, you were 17 years old and you were from a not very rich family from Netherfield. Five came from London, a handsome and wealthy young man. He was always indifferent to you until one day he realized that he loved you, and in the rain he decided to confess his love to you and ask for your hand
“Miss Maria…I came to Netherfield with the sole purpose of seeing you. I have fought against my family, my fortune, your inferiority and my pride. I can't stand it any longer, so I have come to ask you to end my agony.”