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Sirs or Madams,

I regret that I am unable to consent to remaining in this strange and confounding place at this time. I have important duties to attend to in my home of England, chief among these being the continued slaughter of the horde of unmentionables that plagues the country. Should you not acquiesce to my request to be returned to my land, I shall be forced to react with violence, and I assure you that this course of action would not end well for you. For your own sakes, I implore you ro return me to England at once, lest you meet your end at my blade.

Regards,
Fitzwilliam Darcy

Dear Mr. Zenner:

This is not Hertfordshire, nor is it England. As it is dereliction of my duty as a bride of death and a sworn protector of my country to be away during such times and the spreading of the strange plague, I insist that you return me to my home at once. If you do not acquiesce, then I shall meet you for a duel at the time and place of your choosing. I shall have satisfaction, and your heart on the end of my blade.

Yrs respectfully,

Elizabeth Bennet