I took one look at Narcissa's eyes and knew I was home. I smiled at her, and took her hand into mine. "Neither duty, nor honour, nor gratitude, have any possible claim on me, in the present instance. No principle of either would be violated by my marriage with Mr. Darcy. And with regard to the resentment of his family, or the indignation of the world, if the former were excited by his marrying me, it would not give me one moment's concern— and the world in general would have too much sense to join in the scorn." [2] Narcissa's face was blank and surprised, slowly letting a smile grace her lips. I'd have kissed her if not for the parents being right here.