Beginning, Section III, Section IV

Chapter 39 – Jane and Bingley

Posted on July 16, 2008

Upon completion of breakfast Mr. Darcy went to oversee that Elizabeth’s trunks were properly loaded on the carriage and Mr. Bingley asked for an audience with Mr. Bennet.

“Mr. Bennet sir, if you have a moment could I speak with you privately?”

“Yes Mr. Bingley, let us go to my library.”

Both men went to the library and upon closing the door Mr. Bennet began.

“I believe I know why you are here this morning and unfortunately I have no further information for you. I do not know what man of yours was to assist Mr. Wickham.”

“Thank you Mr. Bennet that is what I came to inquire. I am afraid I have troubled you for no reason sir.”

“Tis’ no trouble Mr. Bingley?”

“Mr. Bennet sir, before I return to my home this fine morning would you allow me an audience with Miss Jane Bennet?” Mr. Bingley broke into a huge grin.

“I will sir, if it is what you wish. Perhaps after your audience you would like to join me back here in the library for a drink sir?”

Mr. Bingley eagerly answered, “I would sir, thank you. I shall seek out Miss Jane even now, if you will excuse me.” This was said as Mr. Bingley moved towards the library door.

“I will.”

Mr. Bingley exited the library to find Mrs. Hill walking past the library towards the drawing room carrying a tray of tea.

Mrs. Hill stopped and curtsied to Mr. Bingley “May I help you sir?”

“Yes, I am looking for Miss Jane, do you know where I can find her?”

“Yes sir, if you will follow me sir, she is in the drawing room.”

Mrs. Hill opened the door and entered with the tray of tea, Mr. Bingley right behind her.

“Mr. Bingley maam.”

“Mr. Bingley, we are so glad that you have joined us, may we offer you some tea sir?”

“No thank you maam, I have just inquired and been granted by Mr. Bennet an audience with Miss Jane. If she is not needed I would request a short stroll in the gardens. I believe it is not too cold this morning if she has a worm wrap.”

Jane had already stood to get her outer clothing as Mrs. Bennet continued, “You do honor us sir, Jane, do run and fetch your things. You do not want to keep Mr. Bingley waiting do you?”

Jane left the room with Bingley right behind her. Bingley stood waiting at the front door while Jane was assisted into her coat by Mrs. Hill.

The two left the house for the gardens and walked about a few minutes in silence until Mr. Bingley began.

“Miss Jane, are you warm enough?”

“Yes sir, I am, thank you for asking, and you, how are you sir?”

“Yes, yes I am quite fine.”

“I hope you are happy for your sister’s news?”

“Yes, I am. Elizabeth is so happy; I assume Mr. Darcy is as well?”

“Oh I daresay he is. He has spoken of her fine attributes quite openly, which is so unlike Darcy you know. He is generally a quiet and reserved man, but recently he is open and unassuming. I am sure we owe it all to Miss Elizabeth.”

“Yes, Lizzy does have a way of making everyone open up doesn’t she?”

“Yes she does, in fact Darcy and I had quite a discussion about his present happy situation and he provided me a bit of advice, though I am pleased to say that I did not need his advice as I had already come to the same conclusion beforehand.”

“Indeed, and what was this advice Mr. Bingley, I hope it was not to hie away to London this morning.”

“No it was not, though if I succeed then I may need to do just that, however so may you.”

“Really Mr. Bingley I can not think of what you mean, I have no idea of what may need me in London.”

“Do you not? You can think of no reason that you would be needed in London presently?”

“No I can not.” Jane said very shyly. She could barley talk as affected as she was.

“I can!”

“Can you?”

“Yes, would you like to know what it is?”

“If you wish to tell me.”

“Then you shall hear it because I wish to tell you.” Jane looked at him shyly but encouragingly. “I believe you could go to London if you were in need of purchasing wedding clothes yourself.”

“Yes, that would be a good reason if I were engaged, but since I am not I doubt it could be done.”

“You could become engaged.”

“Well sir, I am sure that is easy enough for an amiable man such as you, but for a woman we must sit and home and wait for a proper proposal.”

“If a proper proposal were to come soon would you go to London?”

“Yes, I believe I would?”

“Well then I suppose you need a proposal. Jane, My Angel, would you do me the greatest honor of becoming my wife?”

“I will, oh yes I will.”

“Will you allow me to accompany you to London to purchase wedding clothes?”

“I will.”

“Will you also allow a short engagement such as Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth are embarking on?”

“Why sir, they are marrying in a month because he must return to Pemberley, what excuse can we provide for marrying that soon?”

“Let us see if they require one or if we can simply try to get by without an explanation. If one is needed I am sure I can think of something. Or perhaps we could cause and scene and then be made to marry quickly?”

Bingley laughed at the shocked look on Jane’s face. The offered her his arm and started towards the house. “I believe I have another appointment with your father. Also, could you be ready to travel to London on Friday?”

“Friday, that is so soon, why it is only the day after tomorrow.”

“I daresay your sister was prepared in just the mornings notice is not two days enough time Jane?”

Bingley was almost pleading with her to consent.

“Yes Charles I shall be ready.”

Bingley leaned down and pressed his lips to hers with unrepentant passion. Jane was instantly overcome with desire and matched his passion equally.

“Bingley, Miss Jane…” came the voice of Mr. Darcy as he came around the corner of the hedgerow. “Ah there you are, I apologize if I am interrupting, however we are to leave soon and Miss Elizabeth would like to speak with her sister.”

“Well Darcy, we were just returning to the house, I have an appointment with Mr. Bennet straightaway.”

“I presume if the smile on your face, the blush on the lady’s cheeks and the wonderful position I just caught the two of you in, which I must apologize for, is any indication that I am to wish you much joy and happiness. I will be most pleased to have you as a brother Charles.”

Jane was blushing furiously and could but whisper, “Thank You, I will go to Elizabeth.”

“Darcy you must allow me to go as well. I will see you off in a few minutes.” He headed straight for Mr. Bennet’s library.

“Enter!” came Mr. Bennet’s response to Mr. Bingley’s knock.

Once the door was closed he continued. “So it is done is it? Well you made short work of that son. I presume you now come to seek my consent?”

“I do sir, will you give it?”

“I see you come to the point directly.”

“I do sir, I made it clear when I left what my intent upon return would be and you properly deciphered it. You had that time to consider and I presume you know what your answer will be. There is no point in beating around the bush since I have additional items to discuss with you once I obtain your consent.”

“Well I am intrigued about the other items, therefore I will quickly tell you that I will support your marriage to Jane and now I would like to hear your other items.”

“Like Elizabeth, I request that Jane be allowed to go to London to purchase wedding clothes.”

“I suppose as the wedding approaches that can be arranged.” Mr. Bennet smiled wryly at Mr. Bingley, knowing exactly what the young man had in mind.

Mr. Bingley fidgeted and began again “Mr. Bennet sir, we also wish to marry soon perhaps shortly after Mr. Darcy and Miss Elizabeth and I wish Miss Bennet to travel to London on Friday to being her purchases. I must be in town as well and it would be a perfect opportunity that we should take advantage of. Miss Elizabeth will be shopping with her aunt and Miss Jane could go with them, saving time and effort of having to shop two times.”

“Yes I am sure you thought only of the time and effort it would save didn’t you?”

Mr. Bingley smiled but made no comment.

“Well I suppose when you put it that way it sounds reasonable. Jane shall be ready Friday morning. Will your sisters be traveling with you or does Miss Jane require and escort?”

“I do not know sir, I will send word.”

“Very well, shall we make the announcement to the family?”

Mr. Bennet and Mr. Bingley left in pursuit of the drawing room. As they passed Mrs. Hill he told her to summon everyone there for a meeting prior to Elizabeth’s departure.

When Jane left Bingley and Darcy she went directly to Elizabeth. The happiness that overflowed Jane was easily read by Elizabeth and congratulations quickly made. The two were instantly in deep conversation about their happy situations, each unable to say enough good about their future husband. It was shortly decided between the two that they would have a joint wedding as long as Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley agreed.

They were finalizing their decision when Mrs. Hill summoned them to the drawing room.

Upon entering Jane and Elizabeth saw that everyone was there. Lydia and Kitty were entertaining an increasingly open Georgiana, Mary was reading in the corner, Mr. Bennet was sitting by the fire while Mrs. Bennet accosted Darcy about wedding plans and Mr. Bingley was eagerly listening to their conversation.

Jane and Elizabeth went straight to the gentlemen and asked their mother for tea prior to departure. Mrs. Bennet left to ring for tea and Jane and Elizabeth quickly informed Bingley and Darcy of their ideas surrounding a double wedding. The arrangement was to the satisfaction of all so they quickly informed Mr. Bennet before the arrival of tea.

As tea arrived and was poured out everyone was attending to his or her own conversations until Mr. Bennet began “Well I must say this has been an eventful morning with Elizabeth leaving for London, and now Jane informs me that she also must hie to London on Friday for a bit of shopping. Is that not right Jane?”

“It is father.”

“No Jane, you must stay here to aide me in wedding preparations. I assure you that you shall have a new gown, however not from London, we will have one made in Meryton.” Mrs. Bennet said.

“Why Mrs. Bennet I would presume that you would want your daughters wedding dress made in London, but if you think the Meryton seamstresses are just as good perhaps she should stay here.”

“Wedding dress, what do you speak of Mr. Bennet, are you confused. You said it was Lizzy that was marrying Mr. Darcy. Unless you mean to say…” here she fell silent, stunned that she could be so lucky as to have two daughters engaged in the same day and to such splendid gentlemen.

“Yes my dear, today Mr. Bingley has requested and been granted the hand in marriage of your eldest daughter Jane. To top it off Mrs. Bennet they are to marry the same day as Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth in a double wedding.”

“A double wedding, sir you can not be serious.”

“I am indeed Mrs. Bennet; I have just been informed of it by all of the affected.” In order to stop Mrs. Bennet before her tirade started he continued. “I am prepared to provide the normal sums for wedding preparations for both girls, so think my dear you shall have double the allowance to plan one affair. Such splendor you shall be able to procure.”

“Indeed you are correct and since Mr. Darcy has already assured me of his assistance I am sure Mr. Bingley shall do so also, shall you not sir?”

“I shall indeed maam, however I am as negligent of a correspondent as Mr. Bennet so I suggest if you have any requests of me that write of them in your letters to Darcy and he shall inform me and correspond back in a single missive from both of us.”

“Thank you sir, I shall do that.”

“Well now that it is all arranged we need to get Elizabeth and the Darcy’s on their way. If not it will be too late for them to arrive unexpectedly on the Gardiner’s doorstep. It is already beyond 11:00 o’clock. Go get ready my dear.” Mr. Bennet gestured towards Elizabeth and she went to fetch her coat and bonnet

Longbourn's Unexpected Matchmaker Chapter 40 - Departure for London

Posted on July 23, 2008

“Mr. Darcy will you accompany me to my library before you head to your carriage?”

“Yes sir.”

Both men arose and left for the library.

“Mr. Darcy, I am entrusting my dearest child into your care. Please take care of her and keep her safe. I depend on you.”

“You have my word sir. You must know by now the depth of my love for her. I would do anything in my power to keep her safe. Have no fear; I will take care of her.”

“Very well Mr. Darcy I know you will. Let us go out now.”

“Yes sir.”

Mr. Darcy stood to follow Mr. Bennet to the door. With his hand upon it Mr. Bennet turned and said, “Oh yes, I almost forgot. Mr. Darcy be assured that I saw last evenings display of affection upon Miss Elizabeth as we left Netherfield. I should advise you that Mr. Gardiner has small children in his home and will not tolerate such behavior. If you wish to visit Elizabeth on a regular basis you had better learn to control yourself. Be assured we will have a wedding in less than a month, I am sure you can regulate your control that long. Am I understood sir.”

“Yes you are, perfectly.”

“Very good, let us go out then.”

Mr. Bennet led the way to the drawing room where everyone was gathered wishing congratulations to Jane and Mr. Bingley and saying some goodbyes to Elizabeth.

“Elizabeth, Miss Darcy are you both prepared for departure? Mr. Darcy wishes to get on the road to London, already you are departing far later than originally anticipated.”

“Yes papa we are.”

Elizabeth gave everyone a final hug goodbye and took the arm that Mr. Darcy offered her as he escorted her to the carriage and helped her in. He also handed in Georgiana and gave each of them warming blocks and blankets and then entered himself and sat across from them on the other seat. The footman closed the carriage door and almost instantly they were off.

Elizabeth looked out the window waving furiously at her family as a tear rolled down her cheek.

“Sister, why do you cry? Are you not happy to be going to London with us?”

“Oh Georgie, I am very happy to be going to London with you and Mr. Darcy, however upon thinking about it this is to be my last time leaving Longbourn as a single woman. Upon return, Mr. Darcy and I will be married and when I leave it will be as his wife and your sister.”

“Oh Lizzy, I am sorry I had not thought about that.”

“Do not be sorry Georgie, for I am not, I am just slightly affected. I am so happy to be spending some time in London with the Gardiner’s. They practically raised me you know. Mrs. Gardiner is a second mother to me. I love her dearly and could not ask for a better person to aide me in preparing to marry Mr. Darcy.”

Elizabeth looked shyly at Mr. Darcy who was openly admiring her.

As they approached Meryton to pass through the coach slowed to a steady pace. Each of the inhabitants was looking out at the passing scenes content that they were on their way without any mishaps or interference. Georgiana was about to comment on a bonnet she saw in a shop window that they were passing when her eyes caught sight of the last man she would ever want to see again. She drew in a deep breath and placed her hand at her throat.

Both Elizabeth and Darcy saw it happen. Darcy knew exactly her concern, but Elizabeth did not. She leaned forward to look out the window that Georgiana had just turned from. Her eyes were instantly arrested by none other than Mr. George Wickham.

Mr. George Wickham was distressed when he had been excluded from the ball at Netherfield but was calmed knowing that the Darcy’s were in the neighborhood and he would have another chance to take advantage of the situation and thus extract some funds from Mr. Darcy with threats against his sister.

He was further calmed when be began to hear the rumors of Darcy’s attention to Miss Elizabeth Bennet. Wickham knew that if Darcy displayed even a tenth of the attention that was said to have occurred the evening past that his heart was engaged, indeed it was very engaged. He would never have been so forward unless he intended to marry the woman. After all the Darcy men are known for their attachments to their women. Just look at the poor Mr. George Darcy, when his beloved Anne died he no longer had the will to live, even for his children. It took years and was agonizing, but happened nonetheless and Fitzwilliam Darcy would be no different. He is a Darcy after all and Wickham knew that he could wound Darcy to the core of his very soul. A wound that he was not likely to recover from. Wickham was beginning to thank his lucky stars thinking that things could not get better. Not only could he hurt the sister, but now he had another source to injure Darcy.

The note delivered at breakfast though made him uneasy. What could he do if the Darcy’s departed town? He needed them here so that he could stir thing up a bit. If Wickham was to leave he would risk his militia post, something he could not do at present. Wickham had to know for himself though so he readied himself and set off for the main thoroughfare through Meryton. If the Darcy’s left he would be there to see it.

Seeing the Darcy carriage roll over the ruts and stones on the road through Meryton towards him made Wickham’s pulse race. Would he be lucky enough to run into the Darcy’s today, here on the public road? The closer the carriage came the uneasier Wickham became. It appeared as if the carriage would not stop but instead head onward towards London road. As the carriage passed Wickham caught a glimpse of Georgiana as she quickly leaned back behind the curtain, distress written all over his face. His eyes stayed glue to the spot and he was glad that they had for if not he would be late in knowing that the carriage held not only Georgiana but also Miss Bennet. If the two were there then undoubtedly the carriage held a third, which was confirmed as George saw Darcy’s horse being ponied behind the second carriage that had joined them in town carrying the Darcy’s luggage and paid help.

George Wickham, despite failing university, was not senseless. He had lived around Fitzwilliam Darcy his entire life and knew that what you see is exactly what you get with him. If it appeared that the carriage was traveling loaded for departure to London with both Georgiana and Miss Bennet aboard than that is exactly what it was doing. George swore under his breath, which made Mr. Denny look at him strangely. Just as Denny was about to say something Mr. Wickham interrupted him.

“Denny man, I just realized that I have business in Kent. It can not be delayed; it is of a most urgent nature. Will you cover for me with Colonel Forster if he realizes I am gone and inquires about me? I will return no later than tomorrow night if I leave straightaway.”

“Why surely Wickham, if you must go, but shouldn’t you speak with the Colonel?”

“No, no, he will inquire as to my business, which is personal and it will be hours before I can speak with him, he may even deny me leave. If I leave now I can be in Kent by late tonight and about my business first thing in the morning. I can then be on the road and back here by tomorrow evening. If I am lucky I will not even be missed and no one will know the difference.”

“Very well Wickham, off with you then.”

Wickham bowed slightly without noticing the letter that slipped from his pocket as he took off towards his quarters to grab some things and then to the stables for his horse. In less than an half an hour he was on his way to Kent, more precisely to Rosings Park, the estate of the estimable Lady Catherine deBourgh

Chapter 41 – The Darcy/Wickham History

Posted on July 31, 2008

Elizabeth quickly leaned back in the seat again after coming face to face with George Wickham. The look she had seen on his face made her glad for her departure. Perhaps her father and Mr. Darcy were correct in assuming he would try something against her as well. Instinct made Elizabeth drop her hand and pick up Georgiana’s they were to be sisters, they may as well act as them and sisters calm each other when they are distressed. Elizabeth knew that there had been some falling out with Mr. Wickham and the Darcy’s though she knew not what. Whatever it was obviously pained Georgiana and Elizabeth’s instinct was to comfort. Mr. Darcy saw it and decided it was time for Elizabeth to know all so that she could better protect herself if he was not closely by.

“Georgie dear, I think we had best tell Elizabeth everything, as a member of our family she needs to know.”

Georgiana looked distressed and Elizabeth confused but Mr. Darcy continued.

“I know it pains you Georgiana, but she needs to know. She must know what she is up against in order to keep herself safe when we are not there or when you and Elizabeth are alone on outings without me. I would not want Elizabeth endangered because of ignorance.”

Georgiana nodded slightly and both she and Darcy turned towards Elizabeth.

“Elizabeth, what I am going to tell you will distress you greatly, I am sure, but please know that we have been dealing with him for years and thus far we are safe and have every intention of remaining so. I originally felt it my duty to keep all to myself and handle him, but my thoughtlessness left Georgiana susceptible to harm. We are now able to remain safe, the both of us because we keep each other and ourselves informed and aware. I ask you to do the same.”

“Mr. Wickham is the son of a very respectable man, who had for many years the management of all the Pemberley estates, and whose good conduct in the discharge of his trust naturally inclined my father to be of service to him; and on George Wickham, who was his godson; his kindness was therefore liberally bestowed. My father supported him at school, and afterwards at Cambridge--most important assistance, as his own father, always poor from the extravagance of his wife, would have been unable to give him a gentleman's education.”

“My father was not only fond of this young man's society, whose manners were always engaging; he had also the highest opinion of him, and hoping the church would be his profession, intended to provide for him in it.”

“As for me, it is many, many years since I first began to think of him in a very different manner. The vicious propensities--the want of principle, which he was careful to guard from the knowledge of his best friend, could not escape the observation of a young man of nearly the same age with himself, and who had opportunities of seeing him in unguarded moments, which my father could not have.”

“My excellent father died about five years ago; and his attachment to Mr. Wickham was to the last so steady, that in his will he particularly recommended it to me, to promote his advancement in the best manner that his profession might allow--and if he took orders, desired that a valuable family living might be his as soon as it became vacant. There was also a legacy of one thousand pounds.”

“Wickham’s own father did not long survive mine, and within half a year from these events, Mr. Wickham wrote to inform me that, having finally resolved against taking orders, he hoped I should not think it unreasonable for him to expect some more immediate pecuniary advantage, in lieu of the preferment, by which he could not be benefited. He had some intention, he added, of studying law, and I must be aware that the interest of one thousand pounds would be a very insufficient support therein. I rather wished, than believed him to be sincere; but, at any rate, was perfectly ready to accede to his proposal. I knew that Mr. Wickham ought not to be a clergyman; the business was therefore soon settled--he resigned all claim to assistance in the church, were it possible that he could ever be in a situation to receive it, and accepted in return three thousand pounds. All connection between us seemed now dissolved. I thought too ill of him to invite him to Pemberley, or admit his society in town. In town I believe he chiefly lived, but his studying the law was a mere pretence, and being now free from all restraint, his life was a life of idleness and dissipation.”

“For about three years I heard little of him; but on the decease of the incumbent of the living which had been designed for him, he applied to me again by letter for the presentation. His circumstances, he assured me, and I had no difficulty in believing it, were exceedingly bad. He had found the law a most unprofitable study, and was now absolutely resolved on being ordained, if I would present him to the living in question--of which he trusted there could be little doubt, as he was well assured that I had no other person to provide for, and I could not have forgotten my revered father's intentions. You will hardly blame me for refusing to comply with this entreaty, or for resisting every repetition to it. His resentment was in proportion to the distress of his circumstances-- and he was doubtless as violent in his abuse of me to others as in his reproaches to me. After this period every appearance of acquaintance was dropped. How he lived I know not. But last summer he was again most painfully obtruded on my notice.”

Georgiana was fully crying, Elizabeth gripping her hand for support through the whole recitation. It was evident that something more dreadful was coming she could tell by Georgiana’s beginning to shake as the recitation progressed and the concerned look on Mr. Darcy’s face.

“I must now mention a circumstance which Georgiana and I would wish to forget and in which no obligation less than the present should induce me or her to unfold to any human being. As you well know Georgiana is more than ten years my junior and after our parents death she has been under my and our Cousin Colonel Fitzwilliam’s guardianship.

“About 8 months ago, she was taken from school, and an establishment formed for her in London; and last summer she went with the lady who presided over it, a Mrs. Younge, to Ramsgate.”

Despite Georgiana’s distress she interrupted. “Brother, let me tell it. It was my foolishness and it is mine to tell. I must let Lizzy know this myself.”

Georgiana turned further on the seat towards Elizabeth, grasped both of her hands for support and began.

“Mrs. Younge and I traveled there on a Monday. We spent Tuesday and Wednesday morning unpacking and resting and then after afternoon tea on Wednesday we decided to take a walk along the seashore. It was a beautiful sunny day and I was so excited to be there on holiday. This was the first trip I had ever been on without Fitzwilliam and I wanted to show him how grown up I was to be able to handle myself away from him and my cousin.”

“As we were walking along the seashore there was a group coming towards us. We paused to let them pass and just as we were beginning to walk again I heard my name called “Miss Darcy, is that you?” I turned to look and there before me was Mr. Wickham. At that time I knew nothing of his past with my brother, I only remembered him as being a kind and loving person, one who my father loved and was almost another brother to me. Little did I know that he and Mrs. Younge had formed designs on me.”

“Mr. Wickham and Mrs. Younge had a prior acquaintance, which my brother knew nothing about. She encouraged us to walk together when we met that day, which we did for almost an hour. She then promoted to me to ask him for tea the following day, which I did and in which he came to. She then continued to promote him to me all of the next week, encouraging us to walk and talk together and when he was not there, telling me all of her nicest impressions of him.”

“She knew of my fear of coming out. I am dreadfully shy and do not want all of the attention pushed upon me. She began to tell me that if I already had a suitor that my coming out could be a lessened affair and then a few days later began to say that it could be done away with altogether if I was to marry soon.”

“Between his attentions and her persuasion I thought myself in love with him and I am afraid to admit that I agreed to an elopement. I dearly wanted to tell Fitzwilliam but she told me that he would insist that I have a proper coming out, allowing my aunts to plan it as a grand affair. My fear of the event overpowered me and I did not tell him.

Georgiana took a deep breath and looked at Elizabeth, she could see the concern and fear written all over her face yet she could also tell that Elizabeth was not judging her which gave her the strength to go on.

“Somehow though, most assuredly by fate, Fitzwilliam came to surprise me with a visit. It was but the day before we were to elope. I was so excited that he had come. I just knew that he would be as excited as me and would go with us to see my wedding that I could not keep it from him. He is after all more to me than just a brother; he is all that I have and is almost a father to me. I did not even give him time to change; I instantly took him into the drawing room and told him all. I became so afraid as I saw his face tight and red with anger, looking as if he was about to explode. He was just about to speak when the door opened to admit Mr. Wickham. He instantly stood and without saying a word to me demanded that Mr. Wickham follow him into the library where they were for over an hour. Mrs. Younge came down to me and as the time passed her own features became white and pale. She became agitated and nervous. When the door finally opened and the two came out Mr. Wickham went towards the door and exited without looking back. My brother came to stand before me and without looking at Mrs. Younge he said to her “You have 15 minutes to gather your things and depart this house before I call the constable and have you arrested.” She all but flew us the stairs and not 10 minutes later she had all of her things packed and departed the house.”

“I did not understand what had just happened, all of my happiness had been shattered and I was very angry with Fitzwilliam. I began to scream at him that he did not love me if he was sending away the man I love and that loved me in return. I told him that I hated him for removing the one woman who actually understood me and did not try to make me into something that I never wanted to be.”

Georgiana was in so many tears that she could barely get each sentence out. Mr. Darcy began to tell the story for her.

“Georgiana yelled at me for close to 10 minutes before she collapsed into my arms in tears. She cried for another hour and during that time I knew that she needed to know what Mr. Wickham truly was. I was finally able to calm her and asked her if she would come to the library to inspect some things. She followed me more out of curiosity than willingness. When we got into the library I sat her down and told her that Mr. Wickham had admitted to me that his chief object was unquestionably Georgiana’s fortune, which is thirty thousand pounds; but I cannot help supposing that the hope of revenging himself on me was a strong inducement. His revenge would have been complete indeed. She was shocked and denied it but then I told her that I had offered to let them marry if he would sign a waiver that denied him all claim and access to her funds except those required for day to day living and that they must be married from Pemberley. She knew that I told the truth for we have never lied to one another and this was too serious to begin it. She could tell that he had denied it. I believe the knowledge of the seriousness was beginning to sink in. Georgiana began to ask about her reputation and what he would say about her. It was then that I showed her my bankroll ledger, the most recent entry being that of Mr. George Wickham in the amount of five thousand pounds. I paid him for his silence. Today is the first time Georgiana has seen him since he walked out the door at Ramsgate.”

Georgiana was crying and Elizabeth had moved from holding her hand to embracing her as she cried. She had a question, but was not sure if she wanted the answer that she was sure she already knew. But it needed to be asked.

“My father told me that you were afraid for our safety though he would not tell me why, I presume he knows all of this?”

Mr. Darcy nodded in affirmative.

“You believe that he will continue to try to injure yourself and Georgiana and now me?”

Mr. Darcy nodded again.

“My father agrees that he may try it and so he is sending me with you away from where Mr. Wickham is in hopes to keep me safe?”

Mr. Darcy nodded a third time.

“Are we to run from his evilness our entire lives?”

There was no response from Mr. Darcy.

“What is to happen when we have children, an heir to your estate? Will our child be hunted his entire life by a man who wants vengeance for something he did to himself? Are you to continue paying a worthless scoundrel all of your honest and hard earned fortune in order to do what, wait for it to happen again and have to pay him even more?”

Georgiana had stopped crying and was sitting up looking in awe at Elizabeth. No one had ever dared question her brother in such a manner. Georgiana could easily see the sense in what Elizabeth was saying. She knew that Elizabeth already knew the answer to all that she was asking but in asking it, saying it out loud it became clear to everyone that a different form of action must be taken.

“Brother, what Elizabeth asks is important. If God is so willing there is more Darcy’s to come, I do not want my nephews and nieces to live in fear of what he will do as we do. We must act somehow.”

“Georgiana, do you know what you are saying. I paid him to help you. If his lying tongue was to flag around town your reputation could be damaged or even worse yet ruined. I could stand anything for myself, but not for you. I paid him to keep you safe dearest, and I will do it again for either you, or Elizabeth or any future Darcy’s in an instant. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I do, however Elizabeth is right we must do something and if it requires knowledge of my folly to become commonly known then so be it we must not live in fear, changing our actions because of him. I do not worry, for once I find a honest and honorable man to love as you have found Elizabeth, one who will not blanche at the past, then I will know that I have truly found a man worthy of my love.”

“Very well Georgiana, we will await the proper time and the next time he tries to interfere we will utilize the proper methods to ensure it is finished forever.”

All looked at each other in acknowledgement and that was the end of it, at least for the moment.

Darcy and Elizabeth continued their discussion of “The Lady of the Lake” and Georgiana after realizing how tired the conversation had made her turned to rest her head upon a pillow propped against the carriage window. She was asleep within a few minutes

Chapter 42 – London

Posted on August 9, 2008

“Colonel Fitzwilliam, you have just received this letter express.”

“Thank you.”

Instantly noticing his cousins hand he opened the letter to read first smiling and then frowning.

Tuesday November 26th, 18XX

Cousin,

I write this in great haste late in the evening. I must first demand your congratulations for I am the happiest of men. Miss Elizabeth Bennet has agreed to be my wife. We are to marry in one months time. I know I have become an impulsive man under her expert tutelage, but the story shall be saved for another time.

I write this to inform you of our whereabouts. First thing in the morning I return to London with Georgiana and Miss Elizabeth. Yes Georgiana is here, yet another story. We come because it has been brought to my attention that Wickham may be trying to cause his usual mischief and this time may have an accomplice at Netherfield.

We must return to London for everyone’s safety.

Cousin F. Darcy

The Colonel knew that Darcy was capable of protecting the ladies and trusted his judgment in removing them from Meryton. He would have to visit in a few days to ensure all was right and offer his heartfelt congratulations in person.

Martha, the maid at Longbourn, did not know how to read but a few words however one of those words was Bennet and when she bent done to pick up the note she saw laying on the ground next to the butchers the name jumped out at her. For that reason she picked up the note to return it to Longbourn upon her return.

“Mr. Bennet sir, while I was in town today running some errands for Mrs. Hill I found this letter upon the ground. I would have returned it inside the butchers except I saw the name of Bennet written upon it and since I can read that name thought I would bring it to you as it must concern your family.”

“Thank you Martha, you have done well, I shall see that it is returned to its rightful owner.”

Martha curtsied and left Mr. Bennet to open the curious letter, not ten second later he was on her heel demanding where Jane and Mr. Bingley were.

“I know not sir, for I have just returned. Give me a moment and I will have them fetched.”

“Never mind Martha, I shall do it myself. Thank you, that will be all.”

This was the first time that Martha ever saw Mr. Bennet run in search of something.

Almost 2 hours had passed since they had left Longbourn. Elizabeth had been informed of the long Darcy/Wickham past and she and Mr. Darcy had a wonderful discussion about their book of poetry. The conversation had ended though and they were presently sitting in silence. Darcy knew that Elizabeth’s mind was disturbed from the way she was biting her lower lip.

“Elizabeth…?”

She looked up at him but did not say anything for a moment. Almost as if catching herself she said “… yes Fitzwilliam, did you say something?”

“Not yet, but I plan on it. Please come and sit here next to me.” He grabbed her hand and before she could protest pulled her to sit next to him on the carriage seat. He untied and removed her bonnet, throwing it back on the seat across from them next to Georgiana. He then wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close, resting her back against his side and wrapping his arm around her. Leaning into her hair he whispered. “Fear not, dearest loveliest Elizabeth, love of my heart and keeper of my soul. No one shall harm you for they would have to go through me first and that will never happen.”

Elizabeth loved having his arms around her but she needed to look at him so she unwrapped herself and turned to look at him.

“Fitzwilliam, I am glad that you love me as much as I do you and that we feel the same way, but I do not fear for myself, I fear for Georgiana. To be so young and have such a trial placed before her. No wonder she is so timid and fearful of making decisions. What she went through would break the most spirited girl and to have it occur to someone already afraid of so much. I begin to understand her more. It is my responsibility as her sister to make sure she is guarded from anything like this ever occurring again, and to also see that she makes honest and good friends who will not abuse her kindness and generosity, but help her develop into a wonderful woman.”

Mr. Darcy was looking at her intently, praising the heavens for the woman sitting before him. He was surprised as she leaned in and kissed him. Then just about as quickly as it happened she turned and rewrapped his arms around her as she snuggled in. Neither said anything for awhile both just savoring the delight of sitting together and touching.

It was not long before they too were asleep, Elizabeth wrapped in Mr. Darcy’s arms and him resting his cheek on the top of her dark curls. This was the sight that Georgiana awoke to an hour later.

Georgiana could tell that the carriage was nearing London by the increased travelers seen on the road. Not wanting peering eyes to look in upon her brother she closed the curtains and let them continue to rest for another half hour smiling at the happiness that they had found in one another.

The November sky was darkening even more and the carriage was slowing, they had finally reached London. They must be nearing Elizabeth’s aunt and uncles home so Georgiana decided to wake them.

“Brother” Georgiana said as she lightly touched her brother arm. Darcy opened his eyes and let them adjust to the darkness. “We are in London and I am sure we must be near to Gracechurch Street.”

“Thank You Georgiana, I am surprised I slept as soundly as I did. I generally have trouble sleeping in a carriage.”

“Well brother, I think it is understandable. This is the first time you have ever been comforted into sleep while in a carriage. It is only natural that you slept peacefully and soundly.” Georgiana flashed him a smile so innocent he could not censure her for her impertinence.

“Elizabeth, we are almost to the Gardiners, you had better awaken and ready yourself.”

“Ummm, I daresay I rarely sleep in a carriage, yours must be uncommonly smooth to allow me to do so.”

Georgiana did nothing but smile as Darcy shot her a glance warning her not to speak.

“I daresay it is; I always instruct the driver to miss the ruts and potholes, thus making for a comfortable ride.” Just as Mr. Darcy finished the sentence and handed Elizabeth back to the other seat next to Georgiana the carriage jerked as it hit a very large rut and pothole. All three burst into laughter, unable to hold it in after such an emphatic reply and contradictory occurrence.

Mr. Darcy leaned over to open the blinds in order to view the streets and decipher where they were at. Just as the blinds opened the carriage came to a halt and Elizabeth exclaimed “Oh we are here, I recognize the park just across the way. I take the children there each time that I visit. They love to feed the ducks at the pond.”

Each quickly gathered their things and was ready just as the footman opened the carriage door and Mr. Darcy stepped down. He handed out the ladies and the three of them walked towards the entrance of the Gardiner’s home.

“Miss Bennet!” The maid exclaimed as the door opened, “What do you do here?”

“I am come unexpectedly to see my Aunt and Uncle Gardiner. May we come in?”

“You may, but Miss, your Aunt and Uncle are away. They are not expected back for another two weeks.”

“Two weeks, where are they?”

“Why, they traveled to __________ to see Mrs. Gardiner’s extended family. Do you not remember, they do so every year at this time?”

“Oh yes, in my haste and excitement it absolutely escaped my mind, my father’s as well.”

Elizabeth looked at Mr. Darcy who could easily read her mind and nodded in agreement.

“Alice, when they return can you inform them that I am in town staying with the Darcy’s at _________.” Mr. Darcy handed her his card which she promptly passed onto the maid. “Upon their return you must tell my aunt straightaway and have her and my uncle come to the Darcy’s that evening no matter the time. Will you remember to tell them Alice?”

“Yes Miss Bennet, I will tell them the moment that they arrive though right now I know not what day that will be.”

“Thank You Alice.”

The three returned to the carriage and Mr. Darcy ordered it to London House, his residence. Secretly he was very happy that she would be staying with them.

“Mr. Darcy, I do hope that this does not inconvenience you by my needing to stay at your home?”

“Not at all, how could you even think such a thing. I could not be happier.”

Elizabeth smiled and said “Thank You Mr. Darcy.”

“So, shall we announce to the house tonight that we are to be married or wait until the morning? What is your desire Elizabeth?”

Elizabeth laughed lightly at his enthusiasm “I have no preference Mr. Darcy, it is your house and your staff, and what would you prefer?”

“It is not too late, and most of the staff will still be there since they have been planning for our arrival, let us do it tonight.”

It did not take long for Mr. Bennet to find Jane and Mr. Bingley in the garden on a walk at the pace he set looking for them.

“Jane dear, will you excuse Mr. Bingley and I, I have business we must discuss immediately.”

“Surely father, but what it the matter you really look almost ill. Here have a seat and let me fetch a glass of water.”

“No Jane, I am fine. You return to the house and Mr. Bingley and I shall follow shortly.”

Jane did as she was told and once she was clear of the corner of the house Mr. bennet accosted Mr. Bingley.

“Mr. Bingley sir, although I do not know you as well as I do your friend Mr. Darcy I do believe you are a man of integrity?”

Mr. Bingley nodded his head, weary of the tone that was in Mr. Bennet’s voice. “I am sir.”

“Good, and you value Jane and her feelings?”

“Yes, I do sir, above anything else.”

“Since you value her so much you would not like to see her upset or hurt in anyway?”

“I would not sir. Mr. Bennet what do you mean by all of these questions. Have I done something to lose favor with you sir?”

“Well Mr. Bingley, I daresay I do not believe it is you however I greatly feel that it affects you.”

Mr. Bennet withdrew the note from his pocket and thrust it into the hands of Mr. Bingley who read it immediately. Before he even quit the note he had headed for the stable, Mr. Bennet close on his heels.

“I believe I must take my leave sir, I have business that calls me away immediately. Please provide my best regards to Miss Bennet and her mother and let her know that I shall call on her as soon as I can. I trust you will keep this a secret Mr. Bennet in order not to injure the feelings of Miss Jane and her mother and sisters? I shall know how to act.”

“I will keep it a secret as long as I can, but won’t you come and say goodbye so that Jane does not worry.”

“No Mr. Bennet, I am afraid time is of the essence. As much as I wish to I must be off.” Mr. Bingley mounted his horse and galloped towards Netherfield with a look of sheer hatred towards his sister on his face

Chapter 43 – London House

Posted on November 3, 2008

Ten minutes later the Darcy’s carriage was stopping outside a very elegant townhouse. Darcy first handed Georgiana out who ran up the stairs and into the house as the door was opened with impeccable timing by the butler and housekeeper. He then handed out Elizabeth who stood eyes wide in amazement as she drank in the beautiful sight before her.

London House, as it was called, was a stately historic home built from brick in one of the finest areas of London. The house stood 5 stories from basement to the top floor with large windows that overlooked a crafted and manicured garden with a walkway that led to a set of stairs that were topped with elegant double doors that led into a sophisticated marble foyer/entry. The entry had a grand staircase in the center that was wide enough for five people to walk up side by side. If you walked to the left and to the back of the staircase you were led to Mr. Darcy’s public study, where he met for business dealings. To the right and under the staircase was a door that led below stairs to the kitchen and other places where the servants performed their duties and resided. To the immediate right was a glorious sitting room that Elizabeth ached to explore. From this vantage point in the foyer she could but see a few of the furniture pieces. To the left was a large dining room with a table that looked large enough to seat twenty.

Elizabeth began to wonder at the wealth of Mr. Darcy. If this is his townhouse which I have heard tell is nothing to his estate, what must Pemberley be like? Right about the time that she began to feel overwhelmed she was introduced to the housekeeper.

“Mrs. Robbins this is Miss Elizabeth Bennet.” Elizabeth curtsied at the introduction and Mr. Darcy took a step closer to her, which put him very close. “She is come to stay with us for… well for this stay I am not sure exactly how long she shall stay, but upon her next visit she will be here indefinitely.” This was said with such a smile that Mrs. Robbins could not mistake his meaning but being the good housekeeper that she is she was to presume nothing and must wait for his official declaration…but also being the good housekeeper that she was she could pry a little.

“Very good sir, I did not know we were to expect another so I only readied yours and Miss Georgiana’s rooms. It should not take me more than a few minutes to have another guest room readied on the fourth floor; do you have a preference which room Miss Bennet shall reside in for her stay?”

“Yes, Mrs. Robbins I should like it very much if Miss Bennet could reside in the Lavender Room. I presume it is in impeccable condition and needs no special readying. I would prefer you to stay here and when we are ready we can escort Miss Bennet to the room together.”

“You are correct sir, it is in a perfect state and as I always do each week, it was dusted just yesterday.” Mrs. Robbins called the maid smiling to herself, the master has finally met his match and he has brought her here for a visit. Few of the current servants were around when the late Mrs. Darcy had been alive, but Mrs. Robbins had been. There were rumors surrounding the Lavender Room. It was commonly known around the house that the Lavender Room was the best, but no one for sure knew why as no one was ever allowed to go in the Lavender Room. That is no one except Mrs. Robbins.

No one has stayed in the Lavender Room since Mrs. Darcy had died. The mistress had asked that the room be remade upon her last stay at London House. She died before ever returning to see it and to this day not a single person had ever been allowed to use it. The late Mr. Darcy would not allow it for it grieved him to see it and be reminded that his wife could not enjoy it, but when the current Mr. Darcy assumed responsibility he had told Mrs. Robbins that the first person to use it would be the next mistress of Pemberley and London House. He rationalized it saying that he would present it as a gift from his mother to his future wife since they would be unable to know each other. Until the day he was to bring her to London, the room was to remain uninhabited with the door securely locked. The only persons having access to the key that was hidden in Mr. Darcy’s study being that of Mrs. Robbins and him.

“Mr. Robbins, could you call all of the servants to be ready in the foyer in an hour. I have an announcement to make. Mrs. Robbins please fetch the key and meet Miss Bennet and I at the Lavender Room.”

Mr. and Mrs. Robbins, butler and housekeeper, smiled to each other knowingly as each ran off to perform their tasks.

Mr. Darcy took Elizabeth’s hand and wrapped it over his arm. Together they began to climb the steps up to the third floor where the family apartments were located. As they paused at the third floor Elizabeth commented.

“Should we continue Mr. Darcy, we would not want to keep Mrs. Robbins waiting. Did she not say that the guest quarters are on the fourth floor?”

“She did indeed, but why would you stay in the guest quarters, you are to be mistress of London House, you are to stay in the families rooms.”

Mrs. Robbins reached the landing below the Master and Miss Bennet just as he began his tale. She stopped there to allow him privacy in his telling yet close enough to open the door quickly as he required.

“My mother had been in London at the beginning of her confinement with Georgiana. She ordered this room to be remade and then returned to Pemberley for the duration of her confinement. The room was readied for her just as she wanted, draped in the finest French silks and satins that money could buy. She had the bed, dresser, wardrobe, chairs and fireplace mantle designed and custom made by a renowned craftsman. Unfortunately she died before she could ever see the room. My father never once entered this room. He knew her hand was in every detail and it pained him to think of it. He had the key tied to a lavender piece of silk and hidden away in his desk. Georgiana and I never knew what was in the room. Right before he died he told me of the room and the happiness that mother had in designing it. He told me that I could have no pain in using it and to have it reopened, perhaps moving Georgiana into it for her permanent quarters. I came here to view it and as I opened the door memories of my mother flooded me. She is in everything in this room. I can see her dresses as lavender was her favorite color, I can smell her in the dresser sachets as she always had the same. I can remember her favorite flowers as they are carved into all of the wood in this room. When it came right down to it I could not give the room to Georgiana, I again had the door locked and the key returned telling Mrs. Robbins that the first person to use this room would be the next Mrs. Darcy.”

This was Mrs. Robbins cue to move forward with the key. She held it out by the ribbon as Mr. Darcy took it and opened the door.

Mr. Darcy gently opened the door and escorted Elizabeth just beyond the threshold into the room. Mrs. Robbins waited in the hallway out of their way but close in case she was needed.

Elizabeth gasped as she entered the room. If she had thought that the entry and sitting room were elegant they were nothing compared to this room. The walls were painted pale lavender with a glaze that made them shine in the candlelight. She could only imagine what they would look like in the sun. The bed was a large four-poster bed with a brocade silk canopy. Delicate Calla Lilly’s were carved into the rich dark mahogany wood that made a perfect offset to the lightness of the walls and various materials. The mantle and other furniture were also all carved with the same delicate flowers. There was a large mirror above the fireplace mantle and a large painting hanging above the bed.

“This is exquisite Mr. Darcy, are you sure you want me to stay here?”

“Yes Miss Bennet, I have never been surer. This room belongs to the Mistress of Pemberley and London House, although you are not mistress yet, you shall be very soon and I would like nothing more than for you to stay in this room.” Darcy walked to her and kissed her forehead and then began to leave.

“I shall allow you time to get ready to meet everyone. We barley have half an hour now. Mrs. Robbins, please come here.”

“Yes sir.”

“Miss Bennet did not have her maid accompany her on this trip; I would appreciate it if you personally would assist Miss Bennet for tonight and tomorrow morning. We will decide tomorrow who will assist her for the remainder of her stay.”

“Yes sir.”

Mr. Darcy bowed to the ladies and left the room. Mrs. Robbins could swear she saw him wiping his eyes.

Chapter 44 – Changes to More Than One Household

“Pack my sisters trunks immediately with all of her belongings she shall be departing within the hour.”

The maid curtsied with her eyes to the ground and then ran towards her mistresses rooms to do as she was told, Never in her life had she seen the serene Mr. Bingley in such a mood as he was today.

“CAROLINE,” Mr. Bingley yelled as he walked into the room, “You had best ready yourself because you are to go to Scarborough and not to return until Aunt Mary agrees that you are enough a lady to be fit for society.”

“Charles, what are you droning about? I know not what you…”

Caroline’s face paled as he thrust a very familiar letter into her hands.

“Charles please, let me …”

“No Caroline, you had best depart this room and this home and my life now. If you do you shall retain a portion of your allowance. If you do not I shall cut you off entirely for hurting my sister.”

“Your sister?”

“Why Charles, you are not making any sense for I am your sister and you are hurting me.”

“No Caroline, from this day you are my burden but you are not my sister. I shall never tell another that I have a sister named Caroline. For I now have sisters aplenty to replace you.”

Caroline was shocked and confused but said nothing as he continued.

“You had best be glad that this charade of yours did not cost me Miss Jane Bennet for if she or her father rescinds the acceptance of her hand in marriage you will be blessed to never see me again for if you do I will… I will… I will… Well I do not know what I will do, but I shall have awhile to consider it as you depart for Aunt Mary’s and I stay here to beg Jane to forgive you and to continue loving me.”

The full extent of his meaning set in and Caroline turned and ran to her room furious that she had been discovered.

One hour later saw Caroline and her maid in the coach escorted by Mr. Bingley’s personal man to ensure she arrived at their aunt’s, letter of explanation in hand. Mr. Bingley had escorted her to the coach himself ensuring she left his house. As he did he explained to her. “Caroline, you will be receiving one correspondence from me containing papers regarding the full settlement of your inheritance upon you. You will no longer be given a stipend from me. You must learn to economize and budget for you are now dependent upon yourself. Expect the papers within the week.” It would be a few years of correspondence between Mr. Bingley and his Aunt before he would arrive to see his sister and return her to society a changed woman.

“Good evening to each of you. I have called you all together to introduce you to a special guest.” Mr. Darcy began.

“This is Miss Elizabeth Bennet.” All of the London House staff bowed and curtsied appropriately, showing their respect for Mr. Darcy and his guest. They were amazed that he would gather them together for a mere houseguest; it was never done before, what made her so special? No one had to wonder long however for as soon as the completed their bows and curtsies Mr. Darcy continued.

“I want to be the first to inform all of you that Miss Elizabeth Bennet has done me the greatest honor in consenting to be my wife. We are to be married just before Christmas.”

Applause and shouts of congratulations broke out throughout the foyer full of London House staff. Large smiles graced the faces of each person showing their happiness with the arrangement. All knew that there were going to be some changes to the household after having a reserved lonely bachelor and his shy sister as sole inhabitants, however instinctively they knew that this chestnut haired beauty standing before them blushing from head to toe peeking small admiring glances at the master would be just as good as the master to work for.

The applause finally calmed down and Mr. Darcy proceeded to give them the longest speech any had ever heard from a Darcy. The staff was more shocked by his speech than anything else as the master never told of his personal life and here in the next few minutes he opened it to ever person in the house. They all stood there listening and mesmerized at his story. All could see his love for his future bride.

“You may all wonder as to the suddenness of my engagement and small amount of time before the wedding. Miss Bennet’s family estate is in Hertfordshire where, as many of you know, I have been staying with my good friend and future brother Charles Bingley at his estate named Netherfield. Yes, yes, I see wide eyes, Charles and I are to be brothers for he has proposed to Miss Bennet’s elder sister. Netherfield is but three miles from Longbourn, Miss Bennet’s father’s estate. We were frequently in company and in short matter of time both of us were lost. I convinced Miss Bennet that I could not do without her and she consented to be my wife. Georgiana and I had to return here to London for some pressing business matters and Miss Bennet came to stay with her family to purchase her wedding trousseau. Yes, I see wide eyes again. Miss Bennet came unexpectedly to her family; not knowing that they are away on holiday therefore will be staying with us until their return. I want each and every one of you to treat Miss Bennet with the respect owed to the Mistress of London House and Pemberley. Any changes that she requests to rooms make them. Any adjustment to schedules and duties fulfill them. Anything she wants or requests it is your personal mission to achieve it. Does everyone understand?”

There were nods all around.

“Miss Bennet do you wish to say or request anything of the staff now?”

“Yes Mr. Darcy that would be nice. Thank you all for your warm welcome and acceptance. I am very happy to be here on a visit and getting to know each of you before I return home here as a new bride. Thus far I want to commend you on everything that I have seen. You all appear to take pride and joy in London House as it is the finest I have ever seen. I have no wish at this time to disrupt such a smooth operating routine and so all that I ask is for you to help me when I get lost and keep up the good job that you are already doing.”

This was said with spirit and joy that only Elizabeth could produce and instantly the entire staff was put under her spell. Everyone was sure that the best mistress that could ever be found had just walked into the lives of everyone at London House.

With the announcement made Darcy and Elizabeth retired to the drawing room where Georgiana joined them for an hour or so before all retired early after a long day of travel.

As the evening came to a close Georgiana and Elizabeth were ready to retire to their rooms, each attempting to stifle yawns and not show their true fatigue. Mrs. Robbins came to assist Elizabeth.

“I hope you have enjoyed your first few hours at London House Miss Bennet?”

“Yes Mrs. Robbins I have, I could never have dreamed of being as happy as I am here with Mr. Darcy and Miss Georgiana. I have truly been blessed to have met Mr. Darcy.”

“He is a wonderful master, mum, all here appreciate his generosity and steadfastness.”

“I am so pleased to hear that.”

Mrs. Robbins helped Elizabeth off with her gown and replaced it with her nightgown and a robe. There now, shall we take down your hair?

“Yes, that would be nice.”

Mrs. Robbins began to hum a nice soothing tune as she pulled hairpins from Elizabeth’s hair, until Elizabeth interrupted her.

“Mrs. Robbins, if you don’t mind may I interrupt and ask a question?”

“Of course mum, anything you like, I will answer if I can.”

“This is a magnificent painting here above the bed. I could never even imagine setting my eyes upon such a magnificent structure such as this one holds. It is exquisite how one painting can portray all of the seasons of a single location. The art master must truly be talented. If it is in this room it must have some significance. Can you tell me about it?”

Mrs. Robbins was gently laughing as she said “With pleasure mum. This painting is indeed special. This is the location where the late Mrs. Darcy felt most at peace shown in the glory of all four seasons. This is where she loved to while away her time on long walks in the springtime collecting flowers, in the summer soaking in the heat of the days, in the fall admiring the colors around and in the winter praising God for the fresh cover of purity and goodness that graced the ground. This mum, is Pemberley.”

“Pemberley!” Elizabeth gasped the word as if in denial of the fact that it truly was, stepping closer to the painting to admire it more closely. “Surely you must be joking, that is Pemberley, I am to live with Mr. Darcy and Georgiana here?” Elizabeth pointed her finger at the painting as she looked at Mrs. Robbins.

Mrs. Robbins only nodded slightly.

Elizabeth returned her stunned gaze to the painting and just looked at it for many minutes before she whispered more for herself than anyone else. “I had no idea Pemberley was such a great estate.”

This impressed Mrs. Robbins for it let her know that this lady was accepting her master on the basis of him and not the estate that he would be bringing to the match. Mrs. Reynolds was caught in her own musings when she realized that Miss Bennet was looking a little pale.

“Miss Bennet are you alright? Come here, sit in this chair here by the fire and calm yourself. Do you require anything?”

“No, I am just a little overwhelmed at all that I have just learned. It has been rumored that Mr. Darcy is wealthy and I had heard that his estate was grand, but I was not prepared for anything of this magnitude. Mrs. Robbins, my father’s estate is but a small estate, my mother has taught my sisters and me all to run a household to the best of her abilities with the resources that she has had available, but I know nothing of running an estate of this size. What if I make too many mistakes and shame Mr. Darcy. I can not do that to him, he has such faith in me. I can not ruin all that he has accomplished. I know not even where to start.”

Elizabeth had worked herself up to the point that she was just about in tears. “There now, no need to get yourself all worked up. It will be well. Both London House and Pemberley are such well oiled machines that they practically run themselves. In addition you have me and Mrs. Reynolds to help you.”

“Mrs. Reynolds?”

“Yes, she is the housekeeper at Pemberley. We will not let you fail, because if you did we would not be doing our jobs. Plus, the master expects us as the housekeeper to ensure that you are informed of everything. Nothing will go wrong when we all work at it together.”

“Thank you Mrs. Robbins, you have eased my mind greatly.”

“Now off to bed with you, you have had a long day with all of the travel surprises.”

Elizabeth snuggled down between the bed sheets asking one last thing before Mrs. Robbins departed. “Mrs. Robbins, may I ask one additional thing?”

“Yes, Miss Bennet what is it?”

“I was wondering if in the morning I may have some paper and ink to write to my father. He is expecting me to be at my aunts but due to their departure from London I was brought here instead. I need to alert him of my location.”

“Yes, I shall bring it up first thing in the morning.”

“Thank you, I will see you in the morning.” Elizabeth rolled over and was asleep by the time the door latched.

Mrs. Robbins stood outside Elizabeth’s door with her head bowed in silent praise of the gift the master had brought to the household. She was sure that Elizabeth Bennet would make a fine addition to the Darcy family.

Chapter 45 – Wickham’s Arrival in Kent

Posted on November 12, 2008

He garnered himself a table in the corner and sat down to a quick meal and some ale as he formulated his plan for an hour hence. Plan in mind and completing his dinner he retired to his room, changed and then departed for Rosings Park for an evening audience.

As prompt as could be he alighted from his horse at the front steps and rang the bell. The butler answered and after inquiring to see her ladyship was seen into the drawing room where Lady Catherine sat on her throne reigning over the household.

“Mr. Wickham, to see you ma'am.”

“My lady!” Mr. Wickham purred as he bowed before Lady Catherine.

“What could you possibly want?”

“I have come to inquire as to the health and happiness of your family mum?”

“Do not play coy with me; I know you are not here merely to inquire about my family. Get to your point or leave, I don’t have all day.”

“Indeed mum, that is why I have come. I was passing through Kent and heard of your nephew Darcy’s engagement. Being as intimate with the family as I have been in the past, I know that he and your daughter have been engaged since infancy I thought I would stop and offer my congratulations to the happy couple. I had hoped to find him here since it was rumored that he is visiting with her and her family right now. Is he not here?” The last was said with as Wickham looked around expecting to see Mr. Darcy and his bride.

“You say he is engaged?”

“Yes mum, you of all people should be aware of that.”

“Indeed I am not. You say he is with her visiting family?”

“Yes, that was my understanding.”

“You will come with me.” Lady Catherine rose and crossed the room yelling for her butler. As he entered she barked her orders. “Ready my carriage, I am to London in half an hour. You Mr. Wickham will accompany me.”

“Me, my Lady?”

“Yes you.”

“I cannot, for I must return to my regiment. I am a soldier in her majesty’s militia and I have only been sparred a small amount of leave. I must return or else my wages will be cut. I cannot afford for that to happen.”

“You WILL accompany me and if I must, you will be compensated for your troubles.”

Very well my lady, however should we not wait until morning? It is late in the evening and dangerous to travel by night. I also must return to my lodgings for my belongings, Yes tomorrow would be better don’t you think?”

“I suppose you are correct; however you are to be here by six, for that is when we shall depart.”

With orders to have a trunk readied Mr. Wickham departed for his lodgings thinking that could not have gone smoother and Lady Catherine began to ready for her journey.

Early the following morning the soldier’s camp and Meryton were all abuzz with the news of a soldier’s desertion. Colonel Forrester was livid that a man under his command could condescend to leave without receiving leave to do so. It did not take long for Lieutenant Denny to crow all that he knew once someone mentioned that the two had been seen together in town yesterday afternoon. In no way did Denny try to make Wickham’s excuses and get in trouble himself, he merely stated the facts that Wickham had left town towards Kent yesterday afternoon with the intent to return by this afternoon, he stated personal business as his reason to leave and that was all he knew.

With the knowledge that he was to return this very day Colonel Forster decided to await his return before taking action further than penning a note to Colonel Fitzwilliam and then sending it express.

Thursday November 28th, 1811
Meryton Militia Camp

Colonel Fitzwilliam:

Upon your last departure from town I told you that I would keep you apprised of Lieutenant Wickham’s proceedings if they gave me cause to worry. Early this morning it was discovered that Lieutenant Wickham has left Meryton for Kent on a pretense of personal business. He left with no word to his superiors or approval of leave. He is expected to return this afternoon.

Captain Forster

By half past five he was dressed, packed, fed and on his horse towards Rosing’s Park anticipating his arrival at exactly six o’clock, just when Lady Catherine deBourgh was ready to depart.

He arrived in good time to join the carriage and by five minutes after six his horse had been tether behind and they were on their way to London.

“Thank you Jones.”

“Will there be anything else?”

“No, that will be all.”

Colonel Fitzwilliam began to open the missive as Jones was leaving the room, instantly recognizing the sender as Colonel Forster. The missive did not take long to read and in even shorter time the Colonel had his horse called and was awaiting it being brought around at the front door.

No sooner had the stable boy handed him the reins and he was in the saddle did he spur the horse into a gallop, heading straight for Matlock House and some advice.

Chapter 46 – Lord and Lady Matlock