Miss Charming [...] secured both the single gentlemen at the whist table. Quite a coup. (6.8)
When there are an even number of ladies and gentlemen, it would only be fair to divide them up evenly, right? Well, Miss Charming doesn't play fair.
Jane had become the fourth woman in a three-gentleman household. (7.3)
Speaking of fair, when Jane becomes the fourth wheel on the Pembrook Park tricycle, it seems like she faces more of a challenge in securing a man than she did back in New York.
For [Miss Heartwright], Mr. Nobley put down his book and joined the card table. The sight of it made Jane declare she would retire early. (9.14)
Jane's starting to lose some of her competitive edge, after the defeat in her previous game—and by game, we mean her failed fling with Martin.
Jane thought, I'm in the game for real now, and this is what a Regency woman would do. Even elitist Emma made house calls. (10.24)
Jane realizes that Pembook Park isn't, well, a walk in the park. She has to get down and dirty if she wants to network her way into a relationship. At this point, she might as well be wearing a WWJ(A)D bracelet: What Would Jane (Austen) Do?
Perhaps the two ladies would fight over him. Pembrook Park was pining for a hearty ladies' mud wrestle. (11.7)
Hm, that would definitely liven things up a bit, but we don't think Keri Russell would have agreed to be in the movie if there was a gratuitous mud wrestling scene. Regency women seem to be more apt to figurative mud slinging instead of mud wrestling.
Jane was left neatly on the sidelines again. She didn't mind. Seriously she didn't. Okay, maybe just a little. (11.46)
This sidelines comment makes it seem like Jane's talking about a football game. Oh, since Austenland is in England, we mean "football" as in "soccer," of course. And Jane's already kneed one character in the balls, so love and football make an apt comparison here.
Clever girl, thought Jane, saluting her with two fingers. Touché, Miss Charming. (11.69)
At this point, Jane is so deep into the game, that she feels a bit comfortable congratulating her opponents when they do a good job. Only to herself, of course. It wouldn't be ladylike to do a high five or a girl chest bump. Bing!
One gentleman down, two to go. The game was afoot. (12.37)
Jane sounds very Sherlock Holmes here, but this is no a murder mystery. There aren't any dead bodies; but the way these women fight over their men at Austenland, we wouldn't be surprised if one turned up.
Then, like a bumbling fool, Mr. Nobley kept letting his horse trot forward, separating Jane and Captain East. (14.16)
Jane seems oblivious to the fact that the men are competing too. Nobley's "bumbling" horsemanship is actually a shrewd way to cut in on Jane and a rival suitor.
Was there a look that passed between the two men? Some heated past? Or would they (wahoo!) have a jealous tussle over Jane's attentions? (18.26)