It was a sunny day outside. He was sitting on an old white bench listening to the rustle of tree leaves above, watching a tiny spider climbing his arm (you are to go away, little fella), and trying to cope with the over fifty pages «short overview of the subject» in crippled German. The blow of wind torn  away an old burned-red leaf from a tree. It spiraled in the suddenly cool air to land on a page. Somewhere above the great god gave a deep drum stroke. The sound broke in thousands of crackling echoes...

Pride and Prejudice Screenplay by Deborah Moggach Shooting script 28th June 2004 64 EXT/INT. NETHERFIELD - DAY. The footman walks back into the house. Inside the furniture is being covered with dust sheets. The footman closes the heavy doors. 65 INT. BEDROOM - LONGBOURN - NIGHT. Lizzie is packing a case for Jane while Jane sits on the bed. LIZZIE: I don't understand. What would take him from Netherfield? Why would he not know when he was to return? JANE: Read it. I don't mind. Jane passes Lizzie the letter...