The prevailing notion.

Mr. Darcy: "How are you this evening, my Dear?"

Lizzy: "Very well. Only I wish you were not calling me my Dear."

Mr. Darcy: "Why?"

Lizzy: "Because it's what my father always calls my mother when he's crossed about something."

Mr. Darcy: "What endearments am I allowed?"

Lizzy: "Well, let me think. Lizzy, for everyday, my Pearl for Sundays, and Goddess when I'm in very special occasions."

Mr. Darcy: "And, what should I call you when I'm crossed? Mrs. Darcy?"

Lizzy: "No, no. You may only call me Mrs. Darcy, when you are completely, perfectly, incandescently happy."

Mr. Darcy: "And how are you this evening, Mrs. Darcy?"