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Chapter 18
Posted on Wednesday, 5 March 2008
A smaller version of the previous day’s circus met the family as they finished breakfast. Eventually, the flow of visitors dwindled much to the pleasure of the occupants of Longbourn. However, even as Mrs. Hill introduced yet another set of visitors, the occupants of Longbourn greeted them with smiles instead of another round of irritated and long-suffering looks discreetly thrown at one another. In fact, the joy of one of the group exceeded everyone else’s much to the pleasure of her family – Miss Jane Bennet blushed deeply while the most beautiful smile covered her face as the reason for her happiness walked through the door with his party. Mr. Bingley led his sister, the Hursts and Darcys into the Longbourn drawing room.
Mrs. Bennet walked gracefully over to them and smiled, “Oh, Mr. Bingley, it is so nice to see you again. I hope everything has been well with you?”
Bingley smiled in return, but kept glancing past her at Jane, “Yes, Ma’am. I have been in good health. I admit I have missed the country a great deal and am very happy to return.” The last part he addressed more to Jane who blushed even more deeply and averted her eyes.
Not unaware of the exchanging looks, Mrs. Bennet asked the gentleman to take a seat which he eagerly accepted. As he started toward the chair opposite Jane, Elizabeth stood and walked away leaving an open seat next to her sister on the settee which Bingley immediately claimed.
While several inhabitants and guests smiled in delight at the obvious attention, one most definitely did not. Miss Bingley smiled and greeted her hostess politely, but silently stewed inside at her brother’s actions, but recalled her brother’s alternative measures and so changed her objective. Scanning the room, she noticed Mr. Darcy’s Aunt, Uncle and former cousin in attendance. Having already eliminated interfering with her brother’s attachment, she vacillated between her desire to impress Darcy’s relations with her good manners and her curiosity over the Colonel’s change in society. After much indecision, she eventually allowed her curiosity to sway her. Much to a number of people’s displeasure, most particularly her object, she seated herself next to Richard Fitzwilliam on the sofa and started to pepper him with questions. Her prefacing a number of them with ‘poor Colonel’ did not endear her to her reluctant audience.
Observing their brother’s predicament, Kitty and Mary stood and strolled over to them taking seats in nearby chairs. From there on, both ran interference for Richard as much as possible.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Bennet greeted the Hursts who replied politely. Catching sight of the grin on her husband’s face, Louisa propelled her husband away after politely speaking to Mrs. Bennet and soon joined the Earl and Lady Fitzwilliam in conversation. Mrs. Hurst spent the rest of the visit either changing the subject every time her husband started grinning and planning how to keep her husband from revealing the distant connection.
This left the Darcy’s the last to be greeted. Feeling ashamed over her previous behavior toward the gentleman1, Mrs. Bennet determined to make a better impression this time.
“Mr. Darcy, you are very welcome here.” She paused briefly as she turned to smile kindly at Georgiana, “Would this lovely young woman be your sister?”
Although startled at her changed manner, Darcy felt most grateful at her gracious behavior. The pleasure of hearing any praise of his sister caused a small smile to creep on his face, “Thank you, she is indeed. Please let me introduce you. Mrs. Bennet, this is my sister Miss Georgiana Darcy; Georgiana, this is Mrs. Bennet.”
Curtsying, Georgiana looked up at her hostess, “It is a pleasure to meet you. I have wanted to meet my cousin’s new family . . .errr . . .”
Laughing a little, Mrs. Bennet simply replied, “That is quite alright. Richard is still having difficulty knowing how to refer to everyone and I expect that will remain so for a very long time. Besides, none of us will object to you referring to him as your cousin or us as his ‘new’ family. It is all rather new anyway and you have had him for a cousin all your life. Please come and sit with me. I would like to talk about Derbyshire as my sister Gardiner grew up there2. If you would be so kind as to tell me about the area it would provide me more to write her about and it would no doubt surprise her that I have another source of information on her home county.”
Lighting up at the prospect of talking about the Derbyshire countryside, Miss Darcy looked at her brother momentarily before following Mrs. Bennet over to two chairs near the small fire.
Feeling secure in his sister’s safety, comfort and pleasure, he looked around the room to find Elizabeth. He finally spied her by the table with the tea. Walking across the room, he joined her.
“Good day, Miss Bennet. It is a pleasure to see you so well.”
Confused, Elizabeth replied, “Why would I not be well?”
“Ah . . . I meant to refer to your sudden removal from Kent. I had stopped by to call sometime after you left and Mrs. Collins informed me you had a sudden message to return home. I am thankful everything turned out the way it did and was not something worse.”
Even though she felt perplexed at his current behavior, she could not help but feel kindly toward his genuine concern. Glancing over at her brother, she smiled, “As am I. It is good to have a brother and I must say that your former cousin is an excellent one. His return to my family is already healing it for which I am ever thankful.”
“It is also a good change for him as well. Richard always wanted a sister. After my sister’s birth, he always spent time with her when he and my Aunt and Uncle visited. To him, she was the little sister he never had. So, I know he is pleased to suddenly have not only one, but five sisters.”
Laughing, Elizabeth’s eyes sparkled in amusement, “I think he has had a little more than he can tolerate sometimes. My sisters have been rather enthusiastic about having a brother. Kitty especially has a particular fondness for teasing him.”
“Would she have heard about his food adventures?” Darcy’s wide smile caught Elizabeth off guard and she did not immediately respond as she noticed the difference it made.
Shaking her head to clear her head of that momentary admiration, she replied, “Indeed. On the very first night!”
She could not believe what she was seeing when she saw him laugh. While it was not an open chortling, chuckle, giggle or any variation thereof, it was an almost silent laugh. His shoulders shook and the laugh itself sounded muffled as if he were trying to keep from being too loud. However, it was the humour that reached his eyes that caught her real attention. She could tell he was truly amused and showing it.
Deciding to test this changed Darcy, Elizabeth looked up at him, “I know Kitty would love to hear more stories of Richard’s childhood as she has already begun to hear from Lord and Lady Fitzwilliam. I am sure she would love to hear any little tidbits you could add.”
“Then I will tell her when she is free as I see she and your other sister are busy speaking to Miss Bingley and your brother.” At that, Elizabeth turned and noticed her sisters were indeed chattering animatedly, even Mary, with Miss Bingley. Silently she cheered her sisters’ efforts to relieve their brother. Her thoughts were disturbed by Mr. Darcy’s enquiry.
“Miss Bennet? If you are not busy, would you allow me to introduce my sister to you?”
Uncertain of this sudden change of subject, Elizabeth hesitated for a moment before nodding, “Of course.”
Walking over to where Mrs. Bennet and Miss Darcy sat, both noticed how the shy girl seemed happy and open, talking about her native county. The conversation paused when they approached.
“Excuse me Mrs. Bennet, but I would like to introduce my sister to Miss Elizabeth if I may interrupt?”
Although Mrs. Bennet had overcome many aspects of her previous behaviour, detecting any interest in her daughters by eligible young gentlemen was not one of them3. However, instead of openly trying to facilitate that interest by listing her daughter’s charms, she simply granted her permission and sat back and watched3.
“Of course, Mr. Darcy.”
Smiling slightly, Darcy dipped his head in thanks before turning to both his sister and Elizabeth. His sister stood and smiled shyly. “Georgiana, let me introduce Miss Elizabeth Bennet. Miss Bennet, please meet my sister, Georgiana.”
“It is a pleasure to meet you Miss Elizabeth.”
“As it is to meet you Miss Darcy.”
From there the conversation continued a little stilted for awhile as they found seats in nearby chairs. Eventually they found similar topics to discuss. Even though Georgiana felt a little uncomfortable speaking up and conversing in general, she greatly enjoyed Elizabeth’s good-natured teasing and good humour.
At one point, their discussion was interrupted when Miss Bingley joined them. After this, the same equilibrium could not be reached as Miss Bingley seemed determined to keep the conversation on her choice of subject which included some subtle insults at Miss Elizabeth. Due to another pair of Bennet ladies interference in her attempts to gain some information out of the Colonel, she had started to glance around the room in frustration. That frustration mounted when she spied Miss Elizabeth with Mr. Darcy and Miss Darcy. Miss Bingley most certainly did not want Mr. Darcy to start the same behavior with Miss Eliza as her brother had adopted toward Miss Bennet. Thus, she interjected her unwanted comments into what had proved to be an enjoyable dialogue.
When Bingley noticed the situation, he sighed. I wish Caroline would give up. She is far too tenacious whenever it concerns Darcy. Oh and I was enjoying my time with Jane . . . I mean Miss Bennet.
Apologizing to Miss Bennet again for his earlier departure without taking leave4, he made sure to take his leave this time. Soon the Bingley-Darcy-Hurst party also took their leave of the Bennet family much to Caroline’s satisfaction. However, she was far less pleased when her brother accepted a dinner invitation for the next week. Her displeasure increased when they arrived home only to have her brother take her by the arm and march her to his study where he promptly chastised her for her behaviour during the visit. He then ordered her to retire for the evening. Ignoring her complaints of his unfairness, he called for a footman to escort her to her room and sent instructions to have her maid sent to her room immediately.
Bingley felt dreadful sending the maid to his sister while Caroline was in such a mood, but he knew she would be fine. He had never been so thankful that his father had hand picked his children’s personal servants and then left specific instructions about their retaining their positions in his will. Sitting back in his chair, he thought about his father picking a woman who could handle his sister’s tantrums without batting an eyelash. He grinned as he thought of how his father had ensured her continued employment. If Caroline ever tried to fire her maid, all of her inheritance would be placed in their Aunt Margery’s control until Caroline married and knowing Aunt Margery, Caroline would be required to come and stay with her and be married off in a month. Their Aunt was a renowned matchmaker and a very intelligent woman.
Chapter 19
Each of the following days passed with varying intensity. Sunday services passed pleasantly, but the attention of the community afterward was accepted with a little less than perfect equanimity. Still, even that brought some pleasure when Mr. Bingley sought Jane out and talked almost exclusively to her. Elizabeth also was singled out by the Darcys when they came to speak to her. Most of the conversation was between Elizabeth and Miss Darcy; however, a number of people noticed the slight smile on Mr. Darcy’s face.
Several days passed after that before the two parties were again together. This time it was for dinner at Longbourn. The pleasure at having so many guests at Longbourn was immense for Mrs. Bennet. She greatly enjoyed the idea of having guests to dinner who she could speak to about regaining her son and how happy it made most of his sisters. Yet, she still wanted everything perfect for her eldest daughters’ admirers. Thus, she took extra pains at arranging and planning everything for the dinner.
The evening finally came and the Netherfield party arrived. As they all trouped into the drawing room, Mrs. Bennet was not alone in observing two of the gentlemen’s attentions. Lady Fitzwilliam primarily watched her nephew’s deliberately seeking out Miss Elizabeth and rather ignored his friend’s similar attentions to Miss Bennet. She smiled at her nephew’s choice as she felt her an excellent young lady after having spent some time with her. However, one lady watched the proceedings with disgust although she never showed her true feelings. Miss Caroline Bingley disliked her brother’s choice, but she absolutely loathed the fact that the man she wanted to marry paid more attention to another woman5. Unable to openly do anything without damaging her own chances, she decided to join their conversation and redirect its flow much to everyone else’s chagrin.
However, the seating arrangement at dinner pleased those same who had been afflicted with Miss Bingley’s company before dinner as they were seated quite at the other end of the table from said lady. On the other hand, Miss Bingley found herself seated between her brother-in-law and the Earl who did not ignore her, but at the same time did not encourage conversation that she could enjoy or take part in.
As dinner progressed the conversation traveled from one subject to another until it arrived at one of particular interest to all – the upcoming Assembly.
“There is an Assembly soon? I was not aware of it. Is there any chance of any tickets yet being available?”
“Actually, there are none left, Mr. Bingley. It seems this one has a particular interest to the people of Meryton.” Mr. Bennet shared a look with Elizabeth who grinned in return, both of their eyes sparkling with humor. Richard turned a little pink.
“Indeed Papa. The young ladies of Meryton are particularly interested in their new acquaintance. Is that not right, brother dear?” Darcy’s eyebrows rose as he witnessed his cousin being teased and being the subject of the tease as well.
Rolling his eyes, Richard looked at his sister, “I cannot imagine what you mean, sister dear.”
“Oh really? Well, the Miss Longs made quite sure to inform me they were free for the first dances.”
Jumping in, Kitty added with a grin, “And the Miss James’, and Miss Everett.”
Sighing and rolling her eyes, Mary felt for her brother, but could not help but add her tidbit as well, “And Miss Thompson, and Miss Richards.”
Even Jane could not resist teasing her brother now, “As well as the Miss Smiths, Miss Downey and Miss Lucas.”
For once Darcy could see the humour in the situation since he was not the one the ladies were interested in8. His lips twitched as he tried to keep the smile off his face, but for all his effort, his cousin noticed and sent him a withering glare which only caused him to grin outright.
“And you find this funny, Darcy?”
“Well, when you consider how many times you have teased me about the same kind of attention I receive in London, definitely.”
While the rest of the table enjoyed this little scene, only Lord Fitzwilliam took notice of Mr. Bingley’s growing melancholy at not being able to dance with Jane.
“Ah, Mr. Bingley you do not need to be disheartened at the lack of tickets available. I took the liberty to pick up ones for my nephew and niece as well as for you and your party. I will make sure you receive them before you leave tonight.”
“Thank you so much. If you will let me know how much they cost you, I will be happy to reimburse you.”
“Nonsense. Think of it as my giving Richard a few more familiar faces to turn to in the midst of so many young ladies.”
Richard groaned at that while most laughed.
Bingley beamed at a blushing Jane before turning momentarily back to the Earl, “Thank you again sir, for this kindness.” Turning back to Jane, his smile grew, “Miss Bennet, if you are still free, will you dance the first two with me?”
“I would be happy to dance the first two with you.” Jane blushed again while the rest of the table smiled minus one or two fleeting grimaces.
Taking the opportunity, Darcy turned to Elizabeth seated next to him, “And Miss Elizabeth, may I ask for the first two dances if you are not already engaged?”
Hesitating momentarily while glancing briefly at some of the others, she wished she could think of a way out but could not think of one. Seeing the hopeful smile on Miss Darcy’s face, she found she could not refuse. “Those dances are free, of course.” She smiled stiffly.
Smiling in return, Darcy felt the pleasure of her acceptance, but felt it dim a bit at her obvious reluctance. Neither noticed the stiff figure of Miss Bingley further down the table.
“But what of dear Georgiana, Mr. Darcy? Surely if she is to dance at all, she must dance with you.” Miss Bingley smiled slyly.
Seeing what she was up to, Richard turned toward Miss Darcy, “Actually, I would be very pleased if my dear cousin would allow me the first dance. You would be saving me from having to choose from the inundation of young ladies wanting to dance with me.” He winked at Georgiana, who giggled.
“Of course, I would be very pleased to dance with you, cousin.”
“And I hope you will favour your poor uncle with the second dance?”
“Of course, I would be happy to dance with you too.”
Darcy grinned at his cousin and uncle’s quick save, “And I hope you will then grant me your third dance of the evening, sister?”
“I would not miss dancing with you for the world, brother.”
Everyone enjoyed the quick exchange, except for Miss Bingley whose plan was foiled and who had not yet been asked by anyone to dance.
The rest of the dinner passed without a single incident, unless one counted Bingley and Jane’s ignoring their dinner partner’s in favour of staring at each other.
When the dinner ended, the separation of the sexes did not last long. Yet, when the gentlemen rejoined the ladies, it was not without some consternation. Miss Bingley immediately took Mr. Darcy’s arm almost the moment he exited Mr. Bennet’s library. Although he wished to go speak to Elizabeth who was currently alone, he found no way to politely disengage Miss Bingley’s arm from his. He could not get a word in edgewise as she chattered away about the delights of Pemberley and London Society over Hertfordshire society.
Meanwhile, Richard walked over and joined Elizabeth. Sitting next to her, he faced her, “Elizabeth, why were you so cool toward Darcy during dinner?”
“How am I supposed to react? Last autumn, he made himself as intolerable as he could. Now, he suddenly behaves so cheerfully and affably6. Which person is he?”
“Was not some of your earlier opinion framed on some of Wickham’s statements which you now know were false7?”
“I admit that was true, however, it does not change his behavior before Mr. Wickham’s arrival.”
“Elizabeth, I am beginning to think you want to think ill of Darcy. Is it because of his comment at the last assembly you both attended8?”
“No. I mean that is only an example of how he acted.”
“And did that not cloud your perceptions of his later behavior?”
Grudgingly, Elizabeth nodded after a few moments thought, “Perhaps it did. I cannot completely argue with that. However I must defend myself with the fact that he is little liked in Meryton in general due to his behavior.”
“Now it is my turn to admit failure on his part to act as he ought, but in his defense, he was upset over leaving his sister for the first time after Ramsgate7. Can you not grant him some lenience? From my time in London, I have learned a few things about Darcy, and I can assure you, he is trying to change, if you only give him a chance. That is all I ask, give Darcy a chance to prove himself this time.”
After a long silent pause in which Elizabeth sat very still, she agreed, “Alright, I will try to be more understanding.”
“Thank you, sister. That is all I wanted. Now, let me go release my poor cousin from his Miss Bingley induced prison.”
Here Elizabeth laughed as she could not but enjoy a little humour at the serious Mr. Darcy’s expense.
She watched as her brother walked over and spoke briefly to Lady Fitzwilliam who nodded. Next, she witnessed him stroll over to where Darcy and Miss Bingley stood and smoothly take her free arm and start talking and steering her toward Lord and Lady Fitzwilliam. His tactic had forced Miss Bingley to relinquish Darcy’s arm much to that gentleman’s satisfaction and her displeasure. As Darcy rubbed his arm where the circulation had become restricted, he looked around the room and smiled as he noticed Elizabeth alone. He walked over and took the seat opposite her.
They continued their conversation from dinner with Elizabeth participating to a greater degree than earlier. When they exhausted that topic, they fell into silence.
After a few minutes, Elizabeth noted the apprehensive expression crossing his face. “Are you alright, Mr. Darcy?”
“Quite well, thank you.” He slipped into silence once more before taking a deep breath and facing her. “Miss Elizabeth, I have become aware that you may have overheard a comment I made very early in our acquaintance8. I must apologize for it. I can offer no excuses for my behavior. However, I would like to explain my poor mood that evening if you would allow me to.”
Seeing his earnest and anxious expression, Elizabeth bit her lip in discomfiture. He really seems sincere in his apology.
“Alright.” Her quiet and reticent response gave him some encouragement. At least she has not become angry at me.
“Let me say again that I truly did not mean what I said and the only explanation I can offer is that my mood was influence by a number of reasons not the least of which involved an issue that your brother disclosed to you.”
Understanding his allusion to his sister, she could not look him in the eye and turned her head away. “Yes, Richard was kind enough to warn us about the danger that gentleman presented7.”
“And can you understand how hard it was to leave my sister for the first time after . . . after that incident?”
“I think so, but how does that explain your behavior? I understand your distress, but to treat others with such distain takes a little more as you already had time to adjust to the idea. You had been at Netherfield for at least a week.”
“That is true, but add to that my earlier admission to you about my difficulty with meeting strangers9.”
“And I would ask you to recall my response to that admission.”
Darcy huffed in frustration. She is determined to make this as difficult as possible.
“True, and I will endeavor to follow your advice, if you will follow it yourself later this evening.”
Elizabeth’s mouth dropped. With a retort on the tip of her tongue, she was interrupted.
“I very much look forward to hearing you play again. I truly enjoy hearing you.”
Perturbed at his ability to throw her off kilter, she shook her head as she blushed, “Perhaps, however you just changed the subject.”
He smiled, “Perhaps.” After a moment’s pause he continued, “Besides disliking being pestered into dancing as Bingley tried to do8., there is only one more reason for my ill-temper, but it is not one I can speak of without . . . ummm . . . ahhh.”
Here Elizabeth grinned to herself; she knew exactly what that reason was especially after witnessing Miss Bingley’s behavior only a few minutes earlier.
“I applaud your efforts to express that last reason as gentlemanly as possible, but I doubt there is a kind way to express it. Miss Bingley made her interest abundantly clear earlier5. Was she that . . . persistent . . . when you stayed at Netherfield?”
Darcy relaxed for the first time during his conversation with Elizabeth, thankful for her finally granting him a little respite. “Very much so. If I was not in my room or out riding or shooting with Bingley, she was always there. Her attentiveness, I must admit, continues to be overwhelming.”
Elizabeth smiled as he blushed while attempting to explain the situation without insulting his friend’s sister. She could see the extreme difficulty in such an undertaking and felt a little compassion for the gentleman’s enduring such behavior. It was with some difficulty that she found him to be quite the gentleman in this regard. She could tell it was not a subject he wished to speak of openly or at all, but that it still disconcerted him.
“That I cannot dispute nor would I try to.”
Before they could continue, Richard walked over and sat down looking very disgruntled as he crossed his arms.
“Brother, what could upset you so?”
“I have just been talking to Mr. Hurst.” He aimed a glare at his cousin whose lips twitched as he tried to restrain his smile. Catching the sparkle of amusement in his eye, Elizabeth decided she had to know what would amuse him so and disgruntle her brother at the same time.
“Mr. Darcy, what amuses you so that causes my brother so much . . . discomfort?”
“You need not tell her Darcy.”
“On the contrary, Richard, you want him to. Otherwise, I will be forced to tease, pester and annoy you until you tell me. Would this not be the easier route?”
“Alright!” Richard grimaced obviously disliking this turn of events.
“Well, Mr. Darcy, are you not going to tell me what has happened?”
“Oh, definitely, Miss Bennet. You see, my cousin, or I should say your brother, has just learned of his distant kinship to a certain Miss Caroline Bingley.”
Elizabeth’s eyebrows went up in disbelief. “Really? How is that possible?”
“Mr. Hurst’s second cousin is married to a Mrs. Smith’s stepdaughter. Mrs. Smith is Mr. Collins’ Aunt.”
“And Mr. Collins is our Cousin.” Elizabeth’s lips twitched. She did not feel dismayed as she totally expected the relationship to be much closer in the relatively near future, but she was sure she could imagine the dismay the other lady felt at discovering this distant relationship.
Turning to see her brother’s countenance looking more like that of a petulant child, she rolled her eyes, “Come now, you have to admit it is funny especially considering her opinion of our low connections10..”
Finally, Richard let slip a small smile, “I concede, that aspect does have its humour,”
Finally, his admission allowed them to laugh openly. This brought the attention of the whole room. While most smiled and shared the feeling of cheer, one lady glared at the scene silently wishing they had never met the Bennets.
References:
1) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 3 & 9
2) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 2 Chapter 2 & 19
3) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 15
4) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 21
5) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 8, 10-11
6) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 3 Chapter 1
7) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 16; Volume 2 Chapter 11-12
8) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 3
9) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 2 Chapter 8
10) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 8
Chapter 20
Posted on Tuesday, 11 March 2008
After the dinner at Longbourn, the two parties spent little time together. Between everyday duties, callers and preparation for the upcoming Assembly, neither had much time left to visit. This left the eldest Miss Bennet a little quiet, but a cheerful quiet much to her family’s pleasure. Whenever the subject of dancing came up, her face retained a dreamy quality as she obviously thought about a certain gentleman.
At the same time, said gentleman started to annoy his family and friends with his continual enthusiasm for the upcoming Ball. His delight at having gained the opportunity to dance the first two with Miss Bennet knew no bounds. The only one who could endure his constant commentary on the eldest Miss Bennet’s beauty and virtues with a smile was Miss Darcy who found a little amusement in his besotted state. It could not be assumed, however, that her brother was in any degree disapproving of his friend’s admiration; rather, he wished to get two words in about another Miss Bennet he found much more captivating. Thus, Bingley’s rhapsodizing created a rather grumpy Darcy.
Meanwhile, each house in the neighbourhood threw itself into a flurry of activity as the aforementioned Assembly approached. Mothers’ fussed over their daughters and their daughters’ dresses preparing to meet the new Bennet heir. Everyone wanted to look their best. Even though Longbourn boasted only a modest income, it remained one of the largest in the neighbourhood and thus very attractive to the surrounding matrons and their daughters. They also knew of his connection to the Earl of _____ and the Darcys and hoped that it might provide introductions to other eligible gentlemen. Even the various shops, particularly the dressmakers, felt they owed a debt of gratitude to the Bennets for the sharp increase in business. As such they took meticulous care in finishing the new dresses ordered for the youngest three Miss Bennets. Jane purchased a new gown while in London and Elizabeth had several made before she had left for Kent causing both to decline new dresses like their sisters.
When the day finally arrived, Longbourn was relatively peaceful compared to the uproar occurring in their neighbours’ homes. Thus, the female populace were prepared in plenty of time for the Assembly.
All were standing in the foyer about to leave when Lydia complained of a headache. Frustration appeared on more than one face, however at least two faces bore an air of distrust. Mrs. Bennet bustled over to her daughter putting her hand on her head to see if there were any fever, but found none. While she was taking care of Lydia, Mr. Bennet suggested that the first part of their group go on ahead and the other would follow shortly. Thus, the Fitzwilliam carriage conveying the Earl and his wife, Richard and the two eldest Bennet girls left while Mr. Bennet spoke to his wife.
Soon after arriving, they found a number of people already in attendance. Maria approached them quickly and after exchanging polite greetings with all of them, she pulled Elizabeth away from them and proceeded to talk cheerily to her about a number of things including the letter her father had received from Mr. Collins. They laughed over some of the ridiculous things the man had written, but both expressed their concern over his disbelief of the situation especially in conjunction with his remarks involving Lady Catherine.
“Well, Lizzy, it seems we may have to expect a visit from my brother-in-law in the near future. I do not think he will reconcile what has happened until he sees your brother himself.”
“Most probably not. Although I am glad we no longer fear the entailment, I do feel for Charlotte.”
“Elizabeth, Charlotte would not wish for your pity. She knew what she was marrying and my sister is resourceful enough to handle anything.”
Elizabeth nodded still feeling much sympathy for her friend.
“Lizzy, Charlotte will handle this with more aplomb than you are crediting her for. I am sure there will be a momentary disappointment, but her joy for you and your family will greatly exceed any regret she might feel.”
“Charlotte is as always a very good friend.”
The two smiled and by mutual agreement changed subjects. They were not long in discussing their new topic when Mrs. Bennet, Mary and Kitty arrived. Noticing the absence of two of her party, Elizabeth excused herself and hurried over to her mother.
“Mama, where are Lydia and Papa?”
Sighing Mrs. Bennet looked at her daughter in concern, “Lydia continues to insist that her headache is very bad, so your father insisted we go on without them. I wish your father had come. I am sure Lydia is only doing this to upset the evening, she has been too quiet lately.”
“Well, think of it this way, Papa is saved from attending another dance, we get to enjoy showing off our brother without worrying about Lydia’s behavior and without her getting her way in this.”
Mrs. Bennet smiled, “You are very right Lizzy. It will be a delightful evening, though I must admit I dearly wanted to dance with your father tonight. It has been too long since we last did so.”
Elizabeth’s eyebrows rose and Mary and Kitty blinked and looked at each other signaling their surprise at their parents ever dancing; their father always declared himself averse to the activity. Her mother noticed their surprise and grinned, “Do not be so surprised girls. Your father was quite a good dancer when we first met.”
They watched their mother glide over to their Aunt Philips and begin talking. Elizabeth was still watching her mother deep in thought over how much she really did not know about her own family when Kitty drew her attention.
“Lizzy, Mary, look! Richard is in trouble.”
“What?” All three turned to see Richard in the middle of a throng of young women; his head rotating in one direction and then another as each young lady spoke to him. They could see him stammering out answers to the mass of questions thrown at him. It seemed that Mr. Bingley’s departure that fall1 without becoming engaged to any lady of the locality had caused a number of the ladies to become more aggressive in pursuing a gentleman they wanted for a husband.
“It does not speak well for his military career if he can find himself backed into a corner by a gaggle of girls.” Kitty giggled while Elizabeth failed to suppress her own smirk at Mary’s evaluation of their brother’s tactical skills or lack thereof.
“Well, he is our brother and we had best rescue him before he collapses from sheer panic.”
“What makes you think he is panicked, Kitty?”
“Do you not see, Lizzy? He is surrounded and cannot get away. See how he keeps looking up over their heads in an attempt to find an avenue of escape and his smile is strained.”
All three sisters strolled over and all attempted to penetrate the circle of ladies only to find them closing ranks on them. Kitty, however, refused to be rebuffed and promptly pushed her way through totally ignoring decorum. Latching onto her brother’s arms she announced he was needed by the family and swiftly pulled her brother out of their encirclement and right over to the Fitzwilliams who were talking to the recently arrived Darcys and Bingleys. Darcy grinned at his cousin as Richard marched passed him, putting himself in the center of his friends and family. As soon as Richard turned around, he sent a glare Darcy’s way.
“It is not funny.”
“Oh, but it is cousin. I see your sister was right.”
“It does not matter if she was right, it still is not funny.” His indignant tone only made him sound childish.
“Really, Richard. As I recall you always found it extremely amusing when I endured similar problematic circumstances in London.”
Richard reddened and looked down, “I am sorry for that Darcy, I truly did not know what it was like. I apologize.”
“I understand, but perhaps we can help each other out of these situations in the future?”
“Of course, but I have the feeling you will end up helping me more as you will not be single much longer.”
Darcy blushed. “That is not certain. Your sister no longer openly dislikes me, but neither does she like me yet either.”
“Do not worry. I think she can learn to like you and this is only the first step in the process. Just keep showing her how congenial you can behave to her and her neighbours and it will go along way to gaining her affection.”
Both stopped their conversation as Sir William Lucas approached, “Well, Mr. Richard, we have no one to start the dancing, why do you not take a partner and lead on.”
“Oh, no, I could not start the dancing.” He glanced over at Georgiana who looked alarmed at the mere thought of leading the first dance with her cousin.
Noticing her niece’s alarm, Lady Fitzwilliam interrupted by walking over and speaking quietly to the gentleman. “Sir William, I hope you will not mind, but Richard is dancing with Miss Darcy first and as my niece is not yet out she is limited to dancing only with family. She is very shy and I fear being forced to lead will rather frighten her2.”
“Ah, that is quite understandable I assure you. Then why do not you and your husband lead the first, it may put her at ease and we would be honoured if you did so.”
Lord and Lady Fitzwilliam agreed as Georgiana and Richard let out a sigh of relief. Feeling the same as his sister and cousin, Darcy simply closed his eyes and let out the breath he had held.
The first strains of music for the first dance filtered through the air, ending conversation among several groups. Lord and Lady Fitzwilliam made their way onto the floor as Richard held out his hand to Georgiana who smiled as she accepted it. Bingley soon led Jane to the floor quickly followed by Darcy and Elizabeth. Kitty grinned at her sisters as she and Denny joined the line. Even Mary, who usually preferred not to dance, found herself in line with a visiting cousin of one of their neighbours. Soon, the floor was filled with movement and the sound of a number of conversations going on at once.
As the dance proceeded, one young woman fanned herself angrily as she stood off to the side. Abandoned by all of her own party, Caroline Bingley raised her chin feeling the insult of not dancing the first dance of the evening.
As the last strains of the second dance flittered through the air, Caroline moved quickly to join Mr. Darcy as he escorted Elizabeth from the floor. When he let go of Elizabeth’s hand, Caroline moved in and took his arm totally unaware of his tightening jaw and glare. Her grip was such that he could not remove his arm without causing a scene.
“My dear Miss Eliza, you must be glad of any opportunity to dance as your sisters do. Pray tell me, Miss Eliza, where is your youngest sister? It would be a pity for her to be restricted from such an activity she so obviously enjoyed. No doubt the militia mourns the loss of her company.” Her insincere smile only angered both people.
Thankfully, Bingley noticed his sister’s interference and strolled over to them with Jane on his arm.
“Caroline, please let go of Darcy’s arm so he may dance with Miss Bennet.” Turning to Elizabeth he smiled widely and offered his arm, “Miss Elizabeth, shall we dance?”
Smiling, Elizabeth accepted his arm and as they passed Caroline on the way back to the floor, Bingley leaned close to his sister’s ear and whispered, “India, Caroline. India.”
Paling at her brother’s words, she mutely let go of Mr. Darcy’s arm who immediately escorted Jane away to join the dance. Caroline walked over to chair in a corner and sat down. From that point on she interacted little. A few brave young men, several in the militia, asked her to dance and were accepted. Although her feelings remained less than cordial, she would never allow herself to sit out an entire evening.
Meanwhile, the rest of the attendee’s enjoyed themselves tremendously although a few mothers and their daughters were a little vexed. No one seemed to gain much opportunity of speaking to the Bennet heir as his sisters constantly pulled him from one place to another. Although that proved an irritation, the gossip proved much more rewarding. No one missed the attention a certain unsociable Mr. Darcy bestowed upon a Miss Elizabeth Bennet. Many felt astonishment that the same man who had insulted Miss Elizabeth on first acquaintance now seemed to find her captivating3. Speculation again arose over how soon the obviously still enamoured Mr. Bingley would propose to the eldest Miss Bennet.
About half-way into the assembly, a messenger arrived from Longbourn. The Earl and Lady Fitzwilliam noticed Mrs. Bennet approach the doors and take the note and promptly pale as she read it. Exchanging a quick glance, the Earl excused himself and moved toward Mrs. Bennet.
“Mrs. Bennet, are you unwell?”
“No, no, I am fine, but I need to return home immediately. Something has come up. I do not know how to retrieve all the girls without . . .without . . .”
At this point Lady Fitzwilliam joined them having overheard a little, “I beg your pardon Mrs. Bennet, but may I see the note? Perhaps we may help.”
Mrs. Bennet handed her the note looking at the same time relieved and more nervous. After reading the note, she handed it to her husband who pursed his lips in a clear sign of aggravation to his wife.
Lady Fitzwilliam turned back to her son’s real mother, “Mrs. Bennet, why not let my husband escort you home. Richard and I can chaperone the girls a while longer and return without causing a scene. I am sure my nephew would be more than happy to help escort the girls home.”
“Thank you.” Mrs. Bennet expressed breathlessly and then hurriedly left followed by Lord Fitzwilliam.
Before Lady Fitzwilliam could return to the ball, her nephew approached her.
“Aunt is something wrong?”
“Not now Darcy. All I will say for now is that Mrs. Bennet has gone home and the Miss Bennets should return home in a little while. Might I prevail upon you to escort some of them home as there is not enough room in the carriage to convey all of us?”
Confused and now worried, Darcy nodded, “Of course I will Aunt.”
“Thank you.” As she started to leave, she paused and turned back, “Please do one more thing for me, do not let them know that anything is wrong. It will only make it more difficult.”
“That will not be easy with some, but I will try. How long should we wait before leaving?”
“I think no more than an hour.”
Both parted, each to inform the Miss Bennets of their mother’s returning home. Although Elizabeth felt that something more had happened, she caught the expression on Darcy’s face and held her tongue.
An hour later, the Bennets, Darcy’s and Fitzwilliams took their leave. Bingley would have left with them had not Caroline suddenly decided to become more active in dancing than she had earlier forcing him to remain and become so solemn that no one could elicit more than a half-hearted smile out of him.
On the journey home, Elizabeth and Jane found themselves sitting in the Darcy carriage in silence. Finally, Elizabeth could take no more and spoke, “Mr. Darcy, is there anything you can tell us about why my mother left so early?”
“I am sorry to say I do not know. My Aunt would tell me nothing except the implication that something was wrong. I wish I could tell you more.”
“So do I.”
Feeling the tension around her, Georgiana’s own concern for them grew. “Miss Bennet, Miss Elizabeth, I hope that everything will turn out well and that this is only a small upset.” She bit her lower lip in nervousness.
Seeing the younger girl’s anxiety, Elizabeth smiled a little, “Thank you, your concern is much appreciated. With your uncle and my parents handling whatever has happened, it should work out.”
After this, the carriage fell back into silence, the concern of all too great to continue any conversation. Once at Longbourn, Mr. Darcy stepped out first and handed down both Elizabeth and Jane. As he was about to take his leave, Lord Fitzwilliam came out.
“Darcy, if you will could you stay for a few minutes?”
“I have my sister here . . .”
“Yes, yes, Georgiana could stay with the Miss Bennets in the upper sitting room. I know Mrs. Bennet will not mind. Please, we could use your help for a few minutes.”
Caught between taking care of his sister and being useful to Miss Elizabeth’s family, Darcy hesitated until his sister poked her head out of the carriage.
“I do not mind, Fitzwilliam. I will be perfectly alright talking with the Miss Bennets while you are busy. They are Richard’s family after all.”
Darcy smiled at his sister and nodded before handing her out as well. His uncle quickly told the driver where to take the carriage until needed.
As they entered, Lady Fitzwilliam met them having arrived a few minutes before them due to Sir William Lucas’ delaying Darcy with his effusive commentary on the evening until Darcy managed to politely excuse himself. She stopped to speak to them while the gentlemen continued on to the library.
“Jane, Elizabeth please take Georgiana up your mother’s parlour. You will find Mary and Kitty already there and I have ordered tea.”
“Lady Fitzwilliam, please, can you tell us what has happened?” Looking at them with compassion, she smiled wanly and shook her head.
“I can say nothing now. When everything is said and done, I will let your father tell you. Now, please, go upstairs. The sooner you do, the sooner we can finish everything and tell you. Please.”
Nodding in acceptance, Jane and Elizabeth started leading Georgiana above stairs when shouting was heard coming from their father’s library before they heard a door close. All three looked at each other in shock at what they heard. The eldest Miss Bennets shared a look, both certain that the voice they heard belonged to Lydia. Observing the pallor settling on Miss Darcy, they hurried her to the parlour where they found a pensive Mary and Kitty.
Immediately, Jane set about pouring the tea that had already arrived and Elizabeth tried distracting everyone by describing her brother’s ordeals throughout the assembly. Her description of events caused Kitty to join in adding her own observations. Eventually, they all passed the time in a somewhat cheerful manner even though their concerns were never far from the surface.
Meanwhile, the proceedings in the library passed with far less pleasantry. Mr. Bennet sat at his desk facing his youngest daughter who sat slouched in her chair, sulking. His wife sat to the side wiping tears from her eyes after having received some bitter recriminations from her formerly favorite daughter. The Earl stood near Mr. Bennet and Darcy sat uncomfortably with his Aunt a little distance away. Richard stood off to the side glaring at his youngest sister. Lydia, on the other hand, cared not for any anger directed toward her. She felt completely justified in her actions.
Finally Mr. Bennet calmed himself to a point where he could speak, “Lydia, without throwing accusations at anyone, at anyone, I want you to tell me what you think you were doing.”
Snorting, Lydia just looked away.
“Lydia.”
“I was leaving.”
Here Richard interjected from his position leaning against the bookcase with his arms crossed in front of him, “More like running away.”
“Well, I was not wanted here!”
“Lydia.”
“Oh, yes! Lydia, Lydia, Lydia. Lydia must always be told to behave, she can do no right.”
“Lydia, enough! Where do you think you were going?” Mr. Bennet’s frustration grew with her silence. Finally she answered petulantly.
“London.”
“And what were you going to do there? A young woman alone and without money?”
“I have some money. I would have managed quite well enough.”
“How much?”
“Ten pounds.”
Richard snorted. “You could not have survived on ten times that for long.”
“I could have gone to Aunt and Uncle Gardiner. They would have helped me.”
Mr. Bennet glared at his wayward daughter, “On the contrary, they would not. They would have contacted me immediately and sent you back.”
Here Lydia remained silent.
Sighing, Mr. Bennet looked at his daughter. He did not want to hurt her or distrust her, but he felt she could go no longer without severe discipline and feared she was already too set in her ways. Thus, he decided to give her one more chance and if she did not take it, he would take action. “Lydia, I want you to promise to remain here and do as you are told.”
“No! I will not do it. I am so tired of my uppity brother getting all the attention. He is not so perfect as you make him out to be.”
“Alright Lydia, that is your opinion, but no one has ever made out that he or any of us were perfect. If that is your decision, I have no choice but to send you off to school.”
“To School! I do not want to go!” Everyone rolled their eyes in disgust at Lydia’s wail.
“To school you will go, Lydia. Your behavior has deteriorated to the point that none of us can convince you of the truth. Richard has tried to befriend you and you have rebuffed him at every turn. Each of us has tried to talk with you, but you refuse to listen. Tell me, how is it then our fault you chose to run away?”
“Because you change everything to suit that person you call my brother! Nothing is the same! You tell me I am wrong all the time!”
“On the contrary Lydia, we have tried to be considerate of your feelings but you give us little to work with. Naturally some things change as we have regained your brother after so many years. It is impossible that things would not change, but I do not see all as a change for the worse no matter what you perceive.” Turning to the Earl, “Do you have any recommendations about an appropriate school?”
“Not really as I have no daughters; but my niece attended a school until recently so Darcy and Richard could tell you 4. However, Darcy handled most of the dealings with the school and could advise you best. It is why I asked him to stay.”
Standing, Mr. Bennet gestured for both gentlemen to join him over by the window where they held a hushed conversation.
“Mr. Darcy, I need a good school to take Lydia, but it has to be one that can handle her tantrums.”
“I do not know if my sister’s school would be suitable for your daughter; however, the headmistress would be the best judge. If she knows of another place more suitable, she will tell you. I trust her judgment as she has never advised me wrong with Georgiana.”
“I too have met her and approve of her choices. If Greenwood School for Girls is not appropriate, she will advise you which other school would be best. She will probably even tell you if there are any openings and when there will likely be any if there are none currently.”
“Good, good.” Mr. Bennet grew pensive and thoughtful.
“If you would like, sir, I could write you a letter of introduction.”
“Thank you, I would appreciate it, Mr. Darcy.”
Soon after, Lydia was banished to her room with a footman and maid guarding her door. The Darcy’s left after Darcy finished his letter to the school and left the address for Mr. Bennet who would send it express at the same time as his letter first thing in the morning.
Although the girls were still awake, Mr. Bennet sent them to bed telling them that he would tell them everything in the morning, but that it was better to get some rest before then. Instead of demanding to know immediately, they all took note of his drawn face and tired eyes and manner and choose to remain patient and do as he asked.
Thus, everyone went to bed, but few had a restful sleep. Some laid awake wondering what had happened, but those who knew mourned that the situation ever came about and questioned whether or not the solution that had been decided on was the best one they could use. Only Kitty managed to sleep well as she chose not to worry and instead think on the Assembly they had attended and her brother’s apparent popularity.
Chapter 21
The next morning, breakfast turned out to be a dreary affair. Everyone sat silently picking at their food. All but one of the Bennet ladies anxiously awaited Mr. Bennet’s explanation later that morning.
When no one could even think of attempting to eat, they adjourned to the drawing room where they found Mr. Bennet leaning against the mantelpiece wearing a weary expression. The tiredness in his eyes did not catch them by surprise as much as the degree of it.
Upon noticing their entrance, Mr. Bennet turned and addressed his daughters after acknowledging the others with a brief nod, “Girls, I would like you all to take a seat for I would like to get this over with.” They did as he asked while his wife took a seat near him focusing her eyes on her hands in her lap. Richard found a seat next to Mary and Kitty while the Earl and Lady Fitzwilliam stood off to the side.
Once everyone was settled, Mr. Bennet started, “As you all know, I chose to stay behind after Lydia complained of a headache and refused to go. What you do not know is my reason. I suspected Lydia was up to something and that she did not really have a headache. I sent her to her room to ‘rest’ and went to my library with the pretext of reading; nevertheless, I left the door open and advised Mrs. Hill to watch her. I did not have to wait too long for Mrs. Hill to inform me that Lydia had left her room with her travel case and was slipping down the back staircase. I went outside along with Mrs. Hill and a few other servants to cut off her escape, but she slipped past and almost got away before one of the grooms caught her. The poor man received a number of bruises from her hitting him in her attempt to get away as well as a tongue lashing. Her yelling brought our attention and we soon returned her to the house.”
Here he paused to observe his family’s reaction and saw astonishment and shock written on their faces.
“From that point on I tried to ascertain her reasons for this. No matter how I questioned her, she remained silent. Even when I threatened to send her away she would divulge nothing. The only reaction I received was her glare and coldness of manner of which the latter proved unsettling as it is very unlike her as you know. It was after some time of failure that I sent for your mother.”
Jane, who although pale, looked to Elizabeth, who likewise lacking in color, stared back sharing a silent understanding of the previous evenings events.
Meanwhile, Richard and Mary were trying to calm Kitty who had tears welling up in her eyes.
Mr. Bennet sighed as he continued, his voice heavy and cracking with emotion, “After your mother’s arrival, everything flew apart. When your . . . mother . . . beseeched Lydia . . . to . . . tell us why . . . Lydia flew into a rage. She started throwing out accusations which I will not repeat to you; though, I am sure you can deduce what she said. It did not stop until after all of you returned home last night.”
He paused again to gage people’s reactions and saw Jane sitting stiffly with her hand over her mouth looking at her mother. Her seating showed her uncertainty of whether to go and comfort her mother who was on the verge of tears or remain seated and hear the rest. Looking to his favorite, he was unsurprised by the mingling of disgust, anger and regret pasted on her face. Kitty’s tears were now fully trailing down her face and Mary and Richard calmly held her hands.
Glancing at his wife, Mr. Bennet observed with sadness the tear silently making its way down her cheek.
Finally, Elizabeth spoke, “What is to be done then, Papa?”
This regained everyone’s attention.
“Lydia will be sent away to school. Mr. Darcy has been kind enough to write a letter of introduction and recommendation to the headmistress of his sister’s former school. We simply wait for a reply and as soon as an appropriate school has been decided upon, Lydia will be taken posthaste where she will stay until she has learned to behave appropriately.”
Silence enveloped the room as this information settled in.
“Papa?”
“Yes, Mary?”
“What will happen to Lydia until she goes to school? She will not likely capitulate to the plan.”
“She will stay in her room and not be allowed either visitors or to be in company. Her privileges including her allowance are revoked also. To prevent her from another runaway attempt, a footman or a maid will always be on duty by her door and one of the grooms will always be guarding the area by her window.”
“But Papa, they will need to rest sometime. Who will take their shift then?”
Here Richard interjected, “It should not take too long to receive a response from the school. So this should be necessary for only a few days at most. I would guess that Lydia will be on her way to school either Monday or Tuesday next week.”
Mary nodded in understanding and in a little pity for her youngest sister, but also comprehending that Lydia had brought it upon herself.
As this information still sank in Mrs. Bennet excused herself to her room. She even refused her daughter’s company when Jane rose to join her and comfort her. Still in shock over the last evenings events, the family and Fitzwilliams spent the day quietly. Finally, about 4 in the afternoon an express arrived. Elizabeth and Jane looked up from their embroidery as their father took it into his library and closed the door. Both set their work down and watched the door in earnest. Despite their wish to keep an eye on the door for their father’s exit and to learn what happened, their watch was disturbed by the hurried entrance of their brother.
“I saw the express rider come in, does father have the express?” Richard asked quickly and not a little out of breath.
Despite the current situation, Elizabeth smiled a little at Richard’s referring to Mr. Bennet as his father too.
“Yes. He only just entered his library. I hope this will all be straightened out well.”
“As do I, as do I.” Richard said as he plopped down in the nearest arm chair and closed his eyes still breathing somewhat hard from his run to the house.
“Richard, how do you feel about what happened? You were there for part of it. How did Lydia react?” He opened his eyes to meet the inquisitive one’s of his second sister’s.
“Last night I was truly angry at our sister. Her treatment of our mother even after my return was appalling. It appears she blames our parents and I for my somehow usurping her position in the family . . . Oh, I do not know . . .” Throwing his hands in the air, he stood and walked across the room to the window and looked out with a troubled expression. “I do not know what else I could have done. Every time I tried to befriend her, she rebuffed and ignored me.” Turning back to his sister’s, he continued, “Lizzy, Jane, what else could I have done to prevent this?”
Standing, Elizabeth and Jane joined him at the window. Elizabeth was the first to speak, “Richard, you are not to blame for this. No matter how much she blames you, I do not think you could do more.”
Richard stared out the window some more in contemplation before speaking in a low and barely audible voice, “Maybe I should never have found out about the switch.”
The next thing he knew he found himself facing the stern face of his sister Jane with her hand on his shoulder, “Do not you ever say that. Despite Lydia’s behavior, we love you. You are our brother no matter what happened and nothing can change that. I for one am glad you have rejoined our family.”
Embracing his sister briefly, he replied, “Thank you, Jane. I am so glad you are my sister too.”
Just then, the door to the library opened and Mr. Bennet stepped out, “Good, you three can all hear this at once. Will you come into the library?”
It did not take them long to situate themselves on the opposite side of the desk from Mr. Bennet.
“I have here a letter, as I am sure you are aware, from Greenwood School for Girls in London. In it, the headmistress, a Mrs. Randall, informs me that although her school would be more than willing to accommodate my daughter, she feels that under the circumstances, another school would be preferable. It is at this point that she informs me of a school in Northamptonshire in which her sister is a teacher. She recommends it as a fine establishment and a strict one which I think ought to be just right for Lydia, right now. However, she states that it is a relatively new school too, although, she still recommends it. So, do any of you have an opinion on the subject?”
“Yes, what is the name of the school?”
Frowning, Mr. Bennet looked back down at the letter, “Ah, let me see. Here it is, Richard. Sotherton5.”
“Sotherton5! Why, that is a family estate as I recall!”
Mr. Bennet again perused the letter to confirm his son’s report, “Indeed it was. It was formerly a family estate that was sold when the owner decided to move away. It was then bought by one local family as well as a few investors for the start of a school for girls. It currently goes by the name Sotherton School for Young Ladies. Did you know the family?”
“No, I did not, but I recall hearing something about the family and the estate a couple of years ago, but I do not recall what it was about 6.”
Finding an opportunity to speak, Elizabeth spoke up, “Papa, considering that this is so new a school, would it be reliable? Would it be the best place for Lydia?”
“Well, it does come highly recommended by the headmistress of the school Miss Darcy attended and Darcy told me that he trusts her advice.”
Raising an eyebrow, Elizabeth simply looked at her father.
“Lizzy, I know you are concerned that everything will work out, but the recommendation comes from Mr. Darcy who in turn was recommended by the Earl who I trust. Anyway, Lydia will be difficult no matter what we choose. Also, as it is a relatively close to us. After all, Northamptonshire is half the distance it is to Derbyshire.”
“Yes, Papa.” Elizabeth looked down in continued concern. Jane put her hand on her arm and smiled a little.
“Perhaps, this will be a good experience for her. She may make several good friends while she is there.”
“Perhaps.”
It was soon decided that they would accept Mrs. Randall’s advice and Mr. Bennet sent his reply. Immediately after finishing his response, they went and informed the rest of the family whose reactions varied between regret, sorrow over the past and this parting, and a small feeling of pleasure at the end of this set of troubles for the present. The only thing that remained after these events was to inform Lydia herself. This job, Mr. Bennet took on himself and would not allow any one else to do it. Everyone in the drawing room listened as they listened to his steps go up the stairs and down the upper hall. They attended to the muffled speaking above stairs as much as possible and then they heard the door to Lydia’s room open and then shut. Silence descended on the house for a precious few minutes before the most dreadful yelling and screaming could be heard emanating from Lydia’s room. Finally, they heard a door slam in the midst of the screaming. They again perceived the sound of footsteps on the stairs before seeing a harried Mr. Bennet re-enter the drawing room.
“Well, I told her. I do not think I need to tell you her reaction.” From there, he immediately went over to his wife who stood over to the side and took her in his arms. “It will be alright, my dear. It will be alright.”
Although most were still disturbed by the sounds originating in the youngest Bennet’s room, they were all touched by the scene before them.
Thus, the day continued to be punctuated with bursts of noise from above stairs until at about midnight the noises stopped completely. The family finally fell asleep.
The next day another express was received granting acceptance to Lydia from Sotherton School from Young Ladies. It also stated that they would be ready to receive her at any time. Mr. Bennet wrote back immediately stating that Lydia would be leaving for school the following Monday.
So, the next few days passed with a certain amount of tension in the house, thus the Miss Bennets decided it would be best to make a few calls in order to prevent calls being made on the house while Lydia continued to be just as noisy as the first day. Naturally, they dragged their brother with them. After their visits, the girls, especially Kitty and Elizabeth, found a certain amount of cheerfulness by teasing their brother yet again about the attention he received from the young ladies in the homes they visited. He bore it with a certain amount of tolerance that annoyed his sisters and thus produced a means of retaliation on them for their teasing. Their frustration in his imperturbable manner amused him in their redoubling their efforts and only meeting with failure. Finally, he burst out laughing at their expressions causing them to roll their eyes and laugh too. It was a much needed release from the current strain at home.
However, these stresses soon dissipated with Lydia’s departure for Northamptonshire. Originally, only Mr. Bennet was to travel with Lydia, but Mrs. Bennet proved very persuasive in her reasoning that she should be allowed to accompany them. So, on Monday, those remaining at Longbourn saw Mr. and Mrs. Bennet and Lydia off with as much goodbyes as they could offer. Lydia refused to look or talk to anyone and simply marched right into the carriage without waiting for help after her father escorted her from her room. Mr. and Mrs. Bennet were much warmer in their farewells and stated their gratefulness over the short duration of the trip.
With that, peace returned to Longbourn even though everything seemed rather dull. All were pleased when Mr. and Mrs. Bennet returned two days later. What made the return of even greater pleasure was the surprise Mr. Bennet had brought with him. He informed them, with as much suspense as possible, also causing his wife to roll her eyes at his antics, that he had accepted a dinner invitation to Netherfield for the whole family and tentatively for the Fitzwilliams7. Thus, the whole family returned to cheerfulness with the increase of hustle and bustle that comes with preparing for a much wished for dinner engagement.
While the ladies were busy chattering about clothes and certain gentlemen at Netherfield Park, Mr. Bennet, the Earl and Richard retreated to the Library with amused faces.
References:
1) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 21
2) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 3 Chapter 2
3) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 3
4) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 2 Chapter 12
5) Austen, Jane. Mansfield Park. Chapter 6
6) Austen, Jane. Mansfield Park. Chapter 46-48
7) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 1 & 2
Chapter 22
Posted on Friday, 28 March 2008
The day of the dinner at Netherfield found the inhabitants busy in preparation; Mr. Bingley, in particular, worried over every detail.
Darcy sat back in his chair in his friend’s study watching his friend nervously pace back and forth. His only response to the continued prattle about the concerns over the dinner was a pair of raised eyebrows. Finally, after enduring this for half an hour with no end in sight, Darcy interrupted.
“Bingley, I think you could serve anything and Miss Bennet would be pleased. Everything has been taken care of to the fullest and your housekeeper is very proficient and has already seen to everything personally. She has even endured your sister’s disrespect when she refused to follow her contrary orders. The only thing you have to concern yourself with is your sisters.”
Bingley had ceased pacing when Darcy started speaking and now plopped down in the nearest chair. “I know, but it is so much easier to concern myself with everything else than to even think about Caroline. I know she dislikes my renewed attentions to Miss Bennet, but that will not change my mind this time1 . She will dislike anyone I choose as long as it does not meet with her credentials, and those are always fortune and position in society2 . That in itself is not enough for me.”
“You seemed to handle her well at the assembly for which I can never thank you enough. Will not a reminder of the same issue create the same reaction in her behavior?”
“Doubtful. If she thinks I am only using it as a means to get her to behave, then she will disregard it. Unless I actually enforce it, it will not be enough. I simply cannot figure out how to encourage her to act with decorum and not subtly insult the Bennets tonight.”
“You could always seat her near my Aunt or Uncle. She will not wish to insult them, you know.”
Bingley raised an eyebrow and looked at the optimistic look on his friend’s face. “I know you also mean to have her seated as far from yourself as possible too4. You do realize your Aunt and Uncle will not appreciate this.”
Looking slightly chagrined, Darcy winced, “I know, but right at the moment all I can think of is an evening having to listen to Caroline’s raptures over the grandure of Pemberley3 . I love my home, but I cannot endure another’s false and excessive praise of it.”
“I understand, Caroline goes too far most of the time. But I know I am not mistaken if there is yet another reason you wish to be seated away from her and it concerns another Miss Bennet.” Bingley’s grin widened as Darcy blushed as he knew he hit the target.
“Do not worry, Darcy. I have already arranged for you to be seated on quite the other end from Caroline and near Miss Elizabeth. As for placing your Aunt and Uncle near Caroline, that too has already been arranged. When I invited the Bennet’s yesterday, they kindly understood my dilemma and asked to be seated next to Caroline. Mrs. Bennet was quite adamant on it.”
“Really?”
“Mmhmm. That means that the four of us, you and I and the eldest Miss Bennets are seated together as well as their brother followed by your sister and then your aunt and uncle, the hursts and then the youngest Miss Bennets.”
“Well, it seems everything is arranged, but then why have you been pacing back and forth worrying over every little detail?”
“I cannot help worrying something will go wrong as I want everything to be perfect.”
“You worry too much.”
“I know.”
“Then you should stop.”
“I cannot.”
“Even for Miss Bennet?”
“What?”
“What do you think she would feel if she sees you so nervous you cannot even speak coherently when she arrives?”
Bingley remained silent as he thought about this and then took a deep breath. “All right, I will make myself calm down for Miss Bennet.”
Darcy struggled to restrain a laugh, amused as he was at his friend’s efforts, he felt he needed a little relaxation from his own nervousness. “How about we go for a ride? I think we could both use some fresh air.”
“Agreed. I think getting out of the house for a few minutes would be very beneficial.”
“First, let me check on Georgiana, and then I will be free to join you.”
“Ask her if she would like to join us as well. I would not want her to have to endure the full force of my sister’s attentions while we are gone. That would be unkind.”
“Of course, but I think she would prefer to practice on your pianoforte if you do not mind5 ?”
“Of course I do not mind.”
With that the gentlemen parted company until Darcy rejoined him in the stables without his sister who indeed preferred to practice than ride.
Finally, the time for dinner arrived. The gentlemen had returned with just enough time to clean up and change before hurrying to meet the Bennets and Fitzwilliams. Bingley’s warm welcome caused Miss Bennet to blush and he to smile all the more. Caroline’s insincere welcome was not lost on anyone, even Miss Bennet; despite this, her behaviour was easily ignored. As soon as they entered and situated themselves in the drawing room, Caroline tried to command the conversation. However, due to her own brother’s and Mr. Darcy’s continuous involvement in the subjects discussed, her efforts came to none effect.
When dinner was announced, Bingley offered his arm to Miss Bennet who accepted with a blush and a smile. Caroline immediately moved to try to get Darcy to escort her in, but was prevented when Richard Fitzwilliam Bennet asked her if he could escort her in. Unable to refuse without being impolite, she accepted with less grace than she ought. Her frustration grew when she saw Miss Elizabeth on Mr. Darcy’s arm. The rest of the gentlemen escorted their wives leaving Mary and Kitty to follow behind.
The dinner started quietly enough. However, soon conversation flowed and everyone enjoyed themselves, even Caroline who tried a number of times to insinuate a number of things including a growing connection to Pemberley4 and her higher status than the Bennets found herself surprised at the agreeable conversation provided by Mrs. Bennet. Her surprise grew as she found the sensible and kind comments from said lady who acted by little means like the woman she had met that previous autumn.
At the same time, her brother started and continued in deep conversation with Miss Jane Bennet. Neither participated in much of the conversation around them which perfectly pleased Darcy who delighted in discussing anything he could with Miss Elizabeth. Quite pleased at seeing the attention Mr. Bingley gave her sister, Elizabeth enjoyed the evening even if it meant speaking mostly with Mr. Darcy which she found herself enjoying. Darcy’s pleasure increased as he saw her attempt to include his sister in their conversations and seeing his sister replying with a little more of her thoughts each time. Richard grinned to himself at his apparent success at pushing them toward amiability with each other and hoping that it would not end there until he saw his Lady Fitzwilliam’s smirk. From there on, he dedicated himself to conversation.
As the evening came to a close, everyone left feeling a little pleased and those who remained felt the same. Caroline returned to her rooms in silent meditation over the evening and even though she desperately desired to find fault with the Bennets, she found herself lingering on the changes she had seen. The more she dwelt on this, the more she felt her hopes of becoming the next Mistress of Pemberley fade4; and the more those hopes faded, the more depressed she felt. She began to long to see the Aunt and Uncle she had not seen since childhood for her conversations with Mrs. Bennet stirred up memories of them. The last time she had seen her Aunt and Uncle had been a pleasant time for her family. Only a couple years later, her family had been irrevocably changed at the untimely death of her mother. It seemed as if the joy her mother brought to the family had left with her. As she fell asleep, she began to wonder if a visit to them might not be such a bad thing after all.
References:
1) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 21; Volume 3 Chapter 18
2) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 21; Volume 2 Chapter 1
3) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 8
4) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 8, 10-11; Volume 2 Chapter 1
5) Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. Volume 1 Chapter 8; Volume 2 Chapter 8