Charlotte Collins, wife of the Parson and mistress of Hunsford Parsonage for not yet one year, was a very happy woman indeed who occasionally pinched herself at disbelief at the sudden, extraordinary change in circumstances that had made her so.
Since she went infrequently, she demonstrated.
She considered everything within it too large and too grand for human comfort.
She admired Rosings, a large handsome dwelling some hundreds of yards down the lane from the Parsonage, but only the exterior.
Charlotte Collins, wife of the Parson and mistress of Hunsford Parsonage for not yet one year, was a very happy woman indeed who occasionally pinched herself at disbelief at the sudden, extraordinary change in circumstances that had made her so
