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Chapter Eight

Posted on Saturday, 9 September 2006

The Darcy siblings were both early risers, particularly compared to their guests. They were able to breakfast alone together the following morning. Darcy gave Georgiana a more detailed description of his first encounter with the Gardiners. He had also questioned Mrs. Reynolds regarding the couple, and received a favorable account, which he shared with his sister.

After breakfast, they retired to the music room. Darcy presented a new pianoforte to his sister in honor of her birthday, and requested that she play for him. He was anxious to be in Lambton, but knew it was entirely too early for a polite call. He hoped that his sister's music would calm him and help the time pass more quickly. They spent a pleasant couple of hours in this manner, until Bingley joined them.

Darcy informed him about their intent to visit some acquaintances in Lambton, but did not name the Gardiners specifically. Darcy still harbored some guilt concerning his deception of his dear friend. He knew at some point he would have to confess his knowledge of Jane Bennet's presence in Town last winter, but he did not want anything to impede his visit this morning. The time for disclosure would have to wait. He recognized the innate selfishness in this action, but promised himself that he would not delay too long and pushed the thought from his mind for the moment.

Not surprisingly, Bingley chose to remain at Pemberley and promised to make the Darcys' excuses to his relations once they awoke. Darcy and Georgiana left shortly thereafter and rode the five miles to Lambton to call upon the Gardiners.

The Gardiners, knowing that Mr. Darcy would probably call on them that morning, had remained at the inn. During dinner the previous two nights, Mrs. Gardiner had slyly questioned her acquaintances about the current Master of Pemberley. She received nothing but agreeable reports. Mr. Darcy was regarded as a fair and honest landlord and did much work among the poor. He was always polite when he ventured into Lambton, though a little proud. Mrs. Gardiner also asked questions about Mr. Wickham. Her friends had concurred with Mrs. Reynolds's assessment; Mr. Wickham had left many debts when he departed the county and was not to be trusted. Mrs. Gardiner reflected on this information and, added to her personal experience with both young men, concluded that one was good, and one only had the appearance of goodness. She again resolved to write to Elizabeth.

She had just begun a letter to her dear niece, when the servant announced the arrival of Mr. and Miss Darcy. The siblings entered the room and Mr. Darcy immediately moved to introduce his sister.

"Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner, good morning. May I present my sister, Miss Georgiana Darcy?" He motioned to Georgiana who gave a timid curtsey. "Georgiana, this is Mr. and Mrs. Edward Gardiner." Mrs. Gardiner returned the curtsey and immediately recognized that Miss Darcy was exceedingly shy. She was a well- formed girl, with a face of sense and good humor, though not as handsome as her brother. Mrs. Gardiner, being a well-mannered woman, began to converse with the young girl, leaving the men to talk.

"Miss Darcy, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I understand from Mrs. Reynolds that you are lover of music. She showed us your new pianoforte."

"Yes, I do love music."

"Do you live much of the year at Pemberley?"

"I am usually here during the summer months."

"I believe that Derbyshire is the best of the counties. I lived here in Lambton as a young girl, and have never found anywhere else as lovely." Miss Darcy found herself opening up in the face of such genuine friendliness. She was used to the fawning of ladies such as Miss Bingley, who flattered her in an effort to garner her brother's attention.

"I have traveled a little and I agree that Derbyshire is the most beautiful county. And there is particularly no better spot than Pemberley." Georgiana blushed when she realized that her statement might come across as boasting, but Mrs. Gardiner only smiled.

"I agree whole-heartedly Miss Darcy. Pemberley is a charming estate. It has the finest woods and things have been left so natural that one cannot but appreciate the wild beauty of the scenery." They continued discussing the wonders of Derbyshire.

Darcy looked toward his sister frequently, and was relieved to see her relaxing. Mrs. Gardiner was a truly gracious woman, and Darcy was pleased he had sought an introduction for his sister. He understood that his sister had little opportunity to make friends and that she was uneasy among most women of the ton. Women like Miss Bingley particularly discomfited her, with their strident voices and snide comments. Georgiana would benefit from an association with a woman such as Mrs. Gardiner. He remembered that Jane and Elizabeth had spent quite a bit of time with these relations, and better understood the differences between them and their younger sisters. The influence of Mrs. Gardiner must have been great; he was thankful that Elizabeth had been so privileged.

Darcy was also enjoying himself. Mr. Gardiner was a pleasant gentleman. He was sociable and open, but was also well informed and intelligent. Darcy was again ashamed that, only a few months ago, he would have shunned such a man as Mr. Gardiner purely based on his residing in Cheapside and being in trade. Their conversation ranged over many subjects and Darcy relished the opportunity to converse with a man whom he could respect and admire. People so often deferred to his opinion that he rarely found someone who could meet him in intellectual discourse. His cousin Fitzwilliam was one, and one or two friends from Cambridge. Elizabeth could as well," he thought. And, I often found myself at a disadvantage! She is my match in every way. How am I to live without her? Pushing such thoughts aside, he focused again on the man before him. He recognized that Mr. Gardiner would also meet this standard. In fact, the man reminded Darcy of his father, though more loquacious.

The subject had now turned to fishing, and Darcy invited Mr. Gardiner to Pemberley to pursue that gentlemanly recreation. Mr. Gardiner applied to his wife regarding their plans, and when she allowed that they had no set engagements the following day, the men agreed to meet in the morning to fish. Mrs. Gardiner would join them latter at Pemberley for dinner. She asked Miss Darcy if she would like to shop with her and an acquaintance, and then join them for tea while the men were busy. Georgiana's companion, Mrs. Annesley, had been granted some time to visit her sister before joining the Darcys at Pemberley. Therefore, Georgiana had no studies to attend to besides her music and was desirous to accompany Mrs. Gardiner. Her brother agreed and a time was determined for Georgiana to meet the ladies at the inn the following morning.

With the plans firmly settled, the Darcys bid farewell and returned to Pemberley. Brother and sister were quiet on the return journey. Georgiana was pleased with her new acquaintances. They were both so warm and affable. She was looking forward to her outing tomorrow. She hoped to learn a little more about their niece, and courageously resolved to question Mrs. Gardiner on the subject. It was for her brother's benefit and she would help him in any way she could.

Darcy was also satisfied with the visit. He wished he could have brought Elizabeth into the conversation, but was content that he would see the Gardiners for the better part of the day tomorrow; he hoped to question them about their niece and learn more about how she had fared the past few months.

The Gardiners discussed their guests with no little surprise. They were delighted with the Darcys's politeness; had they drawn Mr. Darcy's character from their own observations and the accounts of their Lambton friends and the Pemberley servants, they would have to claim he was a very good man. They revisited Elizabeth's opinions, and both agreed that somehow Mr. Darcy had been terribly misrepresented.

A letter to their niece was now imperative. Mrs. Gardiner wrote about their trip thus far, and described their enjoyment of the countryside. She then mentioned their tour of Pemberley, the information regarding Wickham, and their unexpected meeting of Mr. Darcy. She included a brief account of their morning visit and introduction to Miss Darcy. She related her shifting opinions and asked Elizabeth for her view regarding the matter. She concluded the missive with their intent to visit Pemberley again the following day. Mrs. Gardiner decided not to delay the letter's posting and she and her husband walked to mail it immediately. A follow-up letter would be required after their evening tomorrow.

The Darcys returned to Pemberley to find a very displeased Caroline Bingley. She had planned on using her time at Pemberley ingratiating herself with Mr. Darcy. She hoped to prove to him what a perfect wife and Mistress of Pemberley she would make. Not only were they far away from the 'fine eyes' of Hertfordshire, but also they were separated from the rest of the ladies of the ton for several months! But, how would she accomplish her goals if the subject of such aims absented himself from her presence? And he even took his sister with him, who she hoped to gain as an ally in her pursuit. She had to garner his attention!

"Mr. Darcy," she simpered, "we have been quite desolate without you this morning. Where could have gone so early?"

"I had some acquaintances in the village that I wished to introduce to Georgiana, so we paid a call on them. They are visiting some friends here for the week. I have invited them to dinner tomorrow. Actually Bingley, Mr. Gardiner is going to come fish tomorrow morning. Would you care to join us?"

"That would be wonderful Darcy."

"Oh yes, Mr. Darcy," Caroline said, "We would love to welcome any guests you invite to Pemberley."

"Thank you, Miss Bingley," he replied. He could not believe the presumption of the woman. Did she think she would serve as his hostess? "I am sure that all of my guests will be kind to the Gardiners. Now if you will excuse me, I have to speak with Mrs. Reynolds." He bowed and left the room to make arrangements for tomorrow.

Miss Bingley, ignoring the emphasis Mr. Darcy had placed on the word 'guests', was pondering on the name mentioned by him and wondering why it seemed so familiar. Shaking off the thought, she spent the remainder of the day fawning over and continually complimenting Georgiana. Tomorrow's dinner would be the perfect opportunity to prove to Mr. Darcy her exceptional manners; she was looking forward to the evening.

Chapter Nine

Posted on Saturday, 9 September 2006

The next morning, a Pemberley coach drove Georgiana into Lambton. It deposited her at the Crown Inn, where Mr. Gardiner was waiting. He returned to the estate in the carriage to meet up with the gentlemen and left Miss Darcy in the care of his wife. The carriage would return again in the late afternoon to take Georgiana and Mrs. Gardiner to Pemberley for dinner.

"Good morning Miss Darcy. How are you today?"

"I'm well, thank you." A little of Georgiana's shyness had returned, and Mrs. Gardiner immediately sought to ease it.

"Excellent. I am so glad that you could join us this morning. My friend, Mrs. Sullivan should be here shortly and then we can venture into the village. Would you care for some tea before we leave?" Georgiana nodded her acceptance and Mrs. Gardiner fixed a cup for her.

"Do you often come into Lambton when you are at Pemberley?"

"Not very often. I'm afraid I am not familiar with the village."

"That is no problem. It has not changed much since I lived here, and Mrs. Sullivan has promised to show me all the best shops. We shall be in good hands. It is wonderful to visit here. I enjoyed the childhood years I spent in Derbyshire. As we discussed yesterday, no county can compare in beauty. I only wish my niece could have accompanied us as planned."

Georgiana could not believe her luck. She had lost none of her resolve to question Mrs. Gardiner about Elizabeth Bennet, and the good lady had just given her the perfect opportunity. However, she was not well versed in subtlety and pursued the subject frankly.

"I have heard much about your niece. My brother often wrote about the Bennets while he was staying with Mr. Bingley. And again, when he met with Miss Elizabeth in Kent. I understand that they spent quite a bit of time together while she visited her friend." This was the longest that Georgiana had spoken since meeting Mrs. Gardiner.

Mrs. Gardiner smiled at the young girl; she had not mentioned Elizabeth's name, and could only suppose that Mr. Darcy had. Miss Darcy, through her artlessness, had inadvertently revealed some things about her brother, which further aroused Mrs. Gardiner's suspicions. Mrs. Gardiner had spent many hours the last few days reflecting on her niece and Mr. Darcy. She had concluded that Elizabeth had not been completely forthright with her and she had begun to suspect that Mr. Darcy may hold a tendre for her niece. It would explain his unnecessary civility toward them, when none was required. It would also account for his desire to introduce his sister to them and their invitation to dine at Pemberley. She decided to encourage the conversation with Miss Darcy, with the hope of learning more about Elizabeth's relationship with the brother.

"I too heard about your brother from my niece. I admit though, that the impression I received was not too favorable. I understood that they were not good friends, and argued quite frequently." Miss Darcy frowned.

"Yes, I believe that is true, although my brother seems to respect your niece. His letters praised her liveliness and spirit. He admired her playing and singing particularly." Georgiana paused and looked pensive. "They parted in Kent on unhappy terms." Miss Darcy suddenly blushed; she realized the disclosures she had made and hoped that Mrs. Gardiner was not upset with her indiscretion. Mrs. Gardiner sensed her unease and chose to leave the subject for the moment, despite her curiosity surrounding the couple's 'parting' in Kent. She could always delve into it another time.

"I believe that Lizzy may have been given some misinformation regarding your brother, but I have written her a letter that corrects some of these. She is an intelligent and sensible girl. Perhaps when they meet again, she will have the occasion to change her estimation of your brother." Georgiana smiled softly.

"I would like to meet her."

"I am sure you will. She and her sister Jane often visit my husband and I in London. You must be sure to call on us."

"I am sure that my brother and I would be honored to do so when we are next in Town. Perhaps I could send a note to you on our return to London in the autumn?"

"I would be delighted, my dear, and will be sure to leave the directions before we depart for home." A noise was heard in the corridor and a servant knocked and entered the room to announce the arrival of Mrs. Sullivan. Mrs. Gardiner and Georgiana were both content with their conversation and joined Mrs. Sullivan to explore the shops of Lambton.

They had a pleasant morning. They visited the milliner, a sweet shop, the toy store, where Mrs. Gardiner purchased presents for her children, and the bookshop, where Georgiana secured a volume of poetry her brother had mentioned. They walked to the village church to view the stain glass windows that were celebrated for their age and intricacy. After several hours, the group returned to the Inn to partake of some tea, a light lunch, and more conversation.

Georgiana had never had such a satisfying excursion. She became increasingly fonder of Mrs. Gardiner as the day progressed. Mrs. Gardiner treated her as she would one of her own dear nieces and Georgiana appreciated the genuine kindness. Mrs. Sullivan was also a very respectable woman, who laughed freely and pointed out items of interest to her two companions. That good lady was initially surprised that Miss Darcy was to be part of their group. She had never met any of the Darcys, though she had lived in Lambton her entire life. She was glad to find a kind, if somewhat shy, young lady in Miss Darcy, and would be sure to tell her friends in the village about the lovely young girl.

After tea, Mrs. Sullivan left to attend to her children. Mrs. Gardiner quickly changed for dinner and she and Miss Darcy took the carriage back to Pemberley. Georgiana was now completely at ease with Mrs. Gardiner, her shyness had dissipated and she found herself revisiting their earlier conversation.

"Mrs. Gardiner, thank you for inviting me this morning. I have had a wonderful time. I wish that I had more opportunities to shop and lunch with friends."

"Do you not have any friends among the young ladies of London?"

"I have a difficult time making friends. I do not always know if someone is being sincere. So many of the young ladies in Town only court my friendship in an effort to gain my brother's approval." Miss Darcy looked distressed at this disclosure.

"I am sorry, my dear. I understand that your brother would be an excellent 'catch' for the ladies of society. The pursuit of men based solely on their wealth and connections has always been abhorrent to me. I have been incredibly blessed that I esteem and love my husband. So many times that is not the case. I have taught my nieces, Jane and Lizzy, to only aspire to a marriage founded on affection and respect. I wish that they will be as fortunate in their husbands as I have been in mine." Mrs. Gardiner hoped that Miss Darcy would not be offended by such personal disclosures, but she felt a need to protect and shield this young woman.

"Mrs. Gardiner, do you think I will truly be able to meet Miss Bennet and Miss Elizabeth?"

"I expect so. I hope that they will be traveling to London in the fall or winter. But, we will cross that bridge when we get to it. I believe that we have arrived." The carriage was stopping and the two ladies were handed out. Mr. Darcy and Mr. Gardiner were on the front steps to greet them.

"Good evening," Mr. Darcy said, and taking his sister's arm, escorted them into the house. Mrs. Gardiner looked to her husband, who appeared cheerful and was smiling merrily. She knew he did not often have a chance to fish, a sport that he enjoyed greatly, and she was pleased to discern that he had had an agreeable day.

"Well, my dear," Mrs. Gardiner said, and then teasingly asked, "Shall we partake of the gentlemen's plunder tonight?"

"That we shall Madeline. Mr. Darcy and myself were quite successful today. Poor Mr. Bingley though could not catch a thing." Mr. Gardiner looked significantly at his wife. Her eyes widened at the mention of Mr. Bingley. She was unaware that he was currently at Pemberley. She wondered if his sister was with him. It could prove to be an interesting dinner. She nodded to her husband and smiled at his kind forewarning.

Darcy had stiffened at Mr. Gardiner's reference to his friend. He had almost allowed himself to forget that the Bingleys were acquainted with the Gardiners, or more specifically, that Miss Bingley had met Mrs. Gardiner. He now wished that he had confessed to his friend before the dinner; it could become quite awkward tonight. Bingley was intelligent enough to make the connections and, never being a witness to an upset Bingley, he did not quite know what to expect. Well, there is nothing for it now. I will have to make a full confession tonight, and can only hope that Bingley will forgive me for my interference. This thought held little comfort, but he had guests to entertain, and said a silent prayer as he brought the Gardiners into the drawing room. Georgiana had retired to her room to quickly change for dinner and would join them shortly. He was thankful that at least she would be spared if a scene occurred.

The group entered the room and the gentlemen rose as Darcy made the introductions.

"Mr. and Mrs. Edward Gardiner, these are my guests. Mr. Charles Bingley, his brother-in-law and sister, Mr. and Mrs. Hurst, and his sister Miss Bingley." Each made their curtsies.

"It is nice to see you again Miss Bingley," Mrs. Gardiner politely said.

Miss Bingley now realized why the name Gardiner had sounded so familiar. This woman was Jane Bennet's aunt from Cheapside! What on earth was she doing here and how did Mr. Darcy know her? More importantly, why would he invite them to Pemberley? He had previously agreed with her that Jane Bennet was not a suitable woman for her brother. Why had he changed his mind? Was he still pining for that country nobody Elizabeth Bennet? This was an impossible situation! To make matters worse, her brother had realized that she had a previous acquaintance with this woman.

"Again, Mrs. Gardiner? Have you and my sister met before then?" Mr. Bingley questioned.

"Of course, Mr. Bingley. My niece, Jane Bennet, stayed with my husband and I in Town last winter. She called on your sister, and your sister returned the call three weeks later, where I had the chance to make her acquaintance." Mrs. Gardiner smiled at Mr. Bingley. She saw his shocked expression, and realized that his sister had not mentioned either visit. "I understood that you knew of Jane's being in Town, but were rather busy with Mr. and Miss Darcy, so could not accompany Miss Bingley when she came to Cheapside. I was sorry not to meet you." Mr. Bingley turned an icy glare toward Caroline.

"I apologize Mrs. Gardiner, but I was never informed of Miss Bennet's presence in Town. If I had been, believe me that I would never have been too busy to call." He never once removed his eyes from his sister, who began to cower slightly under his dark glower. She had never seen her brother so angry.

"Do not worry Mr. Bingley. It appears there was a misunderstanding." This statement brought Bingley's gaze back to Mrs. Gardiner and he smiled shakily. Mrs. Gardiner's graciousness had somewhat eased his anger and distress.

Darcy felt the tension that was in the room and sought a way to dispel it. He had been angered that Miss Bingley had used himself and his sister as an excuse, and recognized her attempt to suggest a relationship between Bingley and Georgiana. He would never have condoned such manipulation. He was ashamed enough that he had deceived his friend, and realized the hurt that Miss Bennet must have felt when she was made to believe that Bingley was courting another woman. Miss Bingley's machinations were deplorable. His resolve to make a clean breast of everything to Bingley strengthened; he would do so tonight, after the Gardiners left.

At the moment when Darcy feared the tension would overwhelm them and ruin the evening, Georgiana entered the room followed by the servant to announce dinner. A general relief was felt by all as they moved to the dining room.

Chapter Ten

Posted on Saturday, 9 September 2006

Darcy was thankful for his foresight in arranging the seating. He sat at the head of the table with Georgiana on his right, followed by Bingley, Mrs. Hurst and Miss Bingley. On his left sat Mrs. Gardiner, Mr. Gardiner, and Mr. Hurst. Caroline would be separated from her brother for the meal and would be too far down the table to converse easily with himself, his sister or Mrs. Gardiner.

Miss Bingley was incensed at her placement. She was as far away from the Darcys as possible. She was thankful to not be seated near her brother, for she felt that he needed time to cool his ire toward her, but she could not be happy to only have Louisa and Hurst as dinner companions. And she could still not believe that Mr. Darcy would subject his sister and his guests to people of such low connections. She was horrified to learn that Miss Darcy had accompanied Mrs. Gardiner to shop in Lambton that very morning and they had formed what appeared to be a friendship. Georgiana had never been as open and easy with Caroline as she was with this tradesman's wife!

Bingley was silent at the beginning of the meal, but soon composed himself and began to converse with the Gardiners. He asked numerous questions about their relations, which the Gardiners responded to politely, but ambiguously. Darcy sensed their evasion at times, and wondered what exactly was the 'family business' that had called Elizabeth and the others to Staffordshire. He was too well-bred to inquire more directly, but filed away every bit of information that they revealed to examine at a later time.

The gentlemen reviewed their exploits of the day when the fish was served and Mrs. Gardiner and Georgiana recounted their excursion. Miss Darcy expressed her enjoyment of the outing and told her brother that she hoped to meet the Gardiners again upon their return to London. She also revealed Mrs. Gardiner's promise to introduce Georgiana to the Misses Bennet when they were next in Town. Darcy startled at this pronouncement and he looked to Mrs. Gardiner, who smiled at him. He thanked her for her attentions to his sister. He had not seen Georgiana this excited since before the sad affair at Ramsgate.

"We would be honored to visit with you when we return to Town for the Little Season. Georgiana is not yet out, but I had planned to take her to some of the amusements that London offers. Perhaps we could all attend the theater one night, with dinner at Darcy House after?"

"That is a wonderful suggestion Darcy!" Bingley enthusiastically exclaimed. He recognized the opening that Fate was offering him. If he could build a relationship with the Gardiners, he might have a chance to see Jane and renew his courting of her. He had never recovered from his love for Miss Bennet and he would not throw away the prospect of seeing her again.

"That sounds like a lovely idea Mr. Darcy," replied Mrs. Gardiner. "I will give Georgiana the directions to our house in London and, when you arrive, she can send us a note. We can finalize plans then."

"And perhaps your nieces will be in Town then as well," said Georgiana, "that I might be able to finally meet them."

"It is possible, my dear, but I do not know their exact plans following their summer trip."

"Are the Bennets traveling for the summer?" Mr. Bingley interrupted.

"Yes, they are in Staffordshire for the summer, visiting some relatives."

"I hope that everyone is well," Mr. Bingley mused. His concern was evident, and very similar to Mr. Darcy's when he was informed of the family's trip.

"I believe that everyone is in excellent health, Mr. Bingley," Mr. Gardiner amusedly answered. He stole a look at his wife. They both liked Mr. Bingley and could understand their niece's attraction to him. They were pleased to know that his failure to call upon Jane was due to his sister's apparent interference and hoped that things would resolve happily for the couple.

"That is good to hear. It has been a very long time since I have had the pleasure of seeing them. In fact, it is above eight months, since the 26th of November, when we were all dancing together at Netherfield." Mrs. Gardiner was pleased that Mr. Bingley's memory was so accurate and was convinced that he still loved her niece.

Miss Bingley was not so pleased with his recollection. She feared her brother was in danger again, and Mr. Darcy might be as well if he were subjected to the Bennets. She had to put a stop to this nonsense somehow, but could not determine a course. As she looked at the Darcy siblings an idea occurred to her, which might hinder their friendship with the Gardiners. She decided to put her plan into action immediately following the Gardiners's departure.

"How much longer will you be in Lambton?" Mr. Darcy inquired.

"We will stay until Friday, and then travel home," Mrs. Gardiner replied. "We have been away for almost three weeks, and I must admit, that I am beginning to miss my children."

"How many children do you have?" questioned Miss Darcy.

"We have four; two sons, aged nine and four, and two daughters aged, seven and six. We were to have left them at Longbourn originally, under Jane's care, but instead they stayed in London with my aunt. They were extremely disappointed in the change. Jane and Lizzy are favorites of theirs and they only get to see them a couple times each year, so each chance is fully taken advantage of. They find Lizzy particularly amusing; she devises all sorts of games to play with them and is a magnificent storyteller. My youngest, Ethan, implores Lizzy for stories when she visits. He insists she is the best because she does all the voices." Mrs. Gardiner smiled fondly, and noticed that Mr. Darcy was staring distractedly with a soft smile on his lips. She believed that his man knew what it was to love, and the object of such affection was surely her niece.

Mrs. Gardiner did not normally play the matchmaker, unlike her sister-in-law. But she could not continue to let these young men, who were obviously in love with her dear nieces, suffer heartache. She determined to do everything in her power to reunite Jane with her Mr. Bingley and to correct Elizabeth's opinions regarding Mr. Darcy. She would start with another letter and continue the quest when the Bennets next stayed in London. She was glad that she had secured a promise from both men to visit this autumn. She knew that as honorable men, they would not fail to keep their word. Even when they understand the change in the family's circumstances. I'm sure it will be a shock to them, but hopefully they will endure in the face of the opposition that is sure to mount once the ladies are presented for the Season next year, Mrs. Gardiner thought.

The meal ended and the party moved to the music room. Earlier that day, Georgiana had agreed to play for the assembled company. Mrs. Gardiner had suggested some duets; Georgiana on the harp, accompanied by Mrs. Gardiner on the pianoforte. The duo moved toward the instruments to select some music.

Miss Bingley chose a seat as close to Mr. Darcy as possible. She hoped to keep his attention for the remainder of the evening, now that a dining room table no longer hindered her. Alas, fortune was not with her. Once the music began, Mr. Darcy became engrossed in watching his sister. She truly was very proficient, but also played with an emotion that few performers possessed. In fact, Mr. Darcy could think of only one other who could command his attention so thoroughly during a performance. If only Elizabeth were here, he thought. I have imagined evenings such as this so often. She would play for me to please me. She and Georgiana would be as close as sisters. The halls of Pemberley would again ring with the sound of laughter and music. She would bring happiness to Pemberley. His reverie was interrupted by applause as the two performers finished their song. Miss Bingley leaned toward him.

"Your sister is better at her instruments each time I hear her," Caroline whispered, attempting intimacy. "I am sure no other young lady can compare with her accomplishments. Luckily, Mrs. Gardiner was proficient enough to accompany her. Do you remember the poor talents of Miss Mary Bennet? And her sister, Miss Eliza! It is certain that neither lady had the benefit of London masters, as your sister did."

Darcy was fuming inside with Miss Bingley's criticisms of Elizabeth, but composedly replied, "True, they did not have the benefit of masters, but I don't believe I have ever had more pleasure than listening to a performance from Miss Elizabeth. And Miss Mary, I understand, is very diligent in her practice. Many young women would benefit from her example of conscientiousness. Too many are left alone to fritter away their time and develop bad habits, such as gossiping and judging." Miss Bingley was dissatisfied with this response; she had not meant for him to defend Eliza Bennet and to compliment Mary. The man was being insufferable! She attributed such behavior to his association with the Gardiners. She was even more resolved to carry out her plan.

Darcy rose from his chair to move toward the pianoforte.

"That was splendid ladies," he said.

"Thank you Mr. Darcy. It is a beautiful instrument. I understand you just purchased it for Miss Darcy."

"Yes," replied Georgiana, "for my birthday. Isn't he a wonderful brother?" Mr. Darcy blushed slightly.

"Yes, he is Miss Darcy. You are very lucky to have such a brother."

"I would have liked to have had a sister," Georgiana answered, and turned to look significantly at her brother. Darcy could hardly believe his sister's impertinence. It very much reminded him of Elizabeth. He was even more convinced that they would like one another and his sister would benefit from knowing Elizabeth. Smiling at his sister, he raised one eyebrow.

"That is hardly my fault Georgiana and our parents cannot rectify the situation now. You will just have to be patient." Georgiana giggled and Mrs. Gardiner looked fondly at the siblings.

"Perhaps, Miss Darcy, I could suggest a substitute until such time as your brother sees fit to find a wife."

"And just what did you have in mind Mrs. Gardiner?" Darcy asked warily.

"Actually, sir, it fits perfectly into our plans already. I have promised to introduce Miss Darcy to my nieces, and they will surely adopt her as an additional sister. What is one more girl in a family of five sisters?" Darcy could sense the mischief in this statement. He began to suspect that Mrs. Gardiner understood his feelings for Elizabeth. He turned a piercing gaze toward Mrs. Gardiner, who returned his look with a half smile. Yes, she knows. And I may be able to use this to my advantage, he considered. She seems supportive of my suit. Perhaps I have found an ally. He returned Mrs. Gardiner's smile.

"I would be happy to accept your suggestion ma'am. I am sure Georgiana will be very pleased to make their acquaintance as soon as may be."

"Of course Mr. Darcy, and we will look forward to when you both call." With that, a silent bargain was sealed.

The party broke up soon after the above exchange. Mr. Darcy and his sister, along with Mr. Bingley, escorted the Gardiners outside. They said their farewells and again promised to meet up in London in September. All parted with feelings of goodwill and happy expectations for the future.

Chapter Eleven

Posted on Thursday, 14 September 2006

Darcy, Bingley and Georgiana turned to enter the house.

"Georgiana, I need to discuss something with Bingley. Will you make an excuse to the rest of our guests? Hopefully, we won't be too long."

"Of course William." Darcy nodded his thanks and led Bingley to the library. The time of his confession had come. He gestured for his friend to seat himself and poured them both a generous brandy. The men had not separated from the ladies earlier that evening and Darcy felt he would need a little 'liquid encouragement' before his disclosure. Bingley was smiling vacantly, lost in thought. Darcy was not the type to delay once he had formed a resolution; he straightened his shoulders and addressed his friend. Hopefully, we will still be friends after this night, thought Darcy grimly.

"Bingley, I have a confession to make to you." Bingley looked at his friend and recognized the seriousness of his countenance. He gathered his thoughts and motioned for Darcy to continue. Darcy chose to be as direct as possible.

"Bingley, I also knew of Jane Bennet's time in London last winter." Bingley's smile disappeared. "Your sister told me that Miss Bennet had called and the visit had been returned. I did not think that you should see her yet; you did not appear to be over your affection. At the time, I truly believed that she did not care for you and did not want you to be stuck in a loveless marriage. However, I have received some information that has changed my opinion regarding Miss Bennet's feelings." Darcy paused to judge the reaction to his revelation.

Bingley's thoughts were in a whirl. He was very angry that his closest friend had withheld such vital information. Darcy had deceived him, but his last statement made Bingley curious.

"What information did you receive that would alter your opinion?"

"I understand that she cared for you and was disappointed when you left Netherfield."

"And where exactly did you receive such information?" Darcy shifted his gaze toward the window. He had feared that Bingley would ask him this and knew that only complete disclosure would suffice to satisfy his friend.

"Miss Elizabeth Bennet told me when I was at Rosings this spring." Bingley could not contain his shock at this statement.

"Miss Elizabeth? I did not know that you had seen her again. Why did you not tell me sooner? I could have gone to Hertfordshire! I could have apologized to Jane months ago, begged her forgiveness for abandoning her, and continued courting her!" Bingley's voice rose with each successive thought. "How could you do this?!"

"I am truly sorry. It was a misjudgment. I failed to realize both the depth of your feelings and Miss Bennet's. Her manners were open and engaging, but I never noticed any symptom of peculiar regard. I did not believe her heart would be easily touched and her mother would have convinced her to accept your suit, no matter the daughter's sentiments."

"How could you presume so much? Jane is a modest and genteel woman. What would you have had her do to demonstrate her affection? Would you have preferred if she had fawned over me and behaved the coquette, such as ladies do in your presence?" Darcy winced at these words. "I should have trusted my own judgment. I knew her smiles were for me and that she felt a warm affection. Why did I not listen to my own heart? What must she think of me now? I left her without a word and then Caroline snubbed her! How can I overcome such obstacles?"

"Bingley, you are correct. I should never have presumed to counsel you. Or more truthfully, make decisions for you. It was very arrogant of me. I did not take into account anyone's feelings. Elizabeth severely chastised me for this behavior and I have been attempting to correct it. I am sorry for the pain I have caused. But there is hope. The Gardiners are aware of some of these events and are still willing to welcome you to their house." Bingley seemed pensive.

"That is true Darcy. And Jane is such an angel that surely I can gain her forgiveness." He paused as a sudden thought overcame him and he sat up in alarm. "What if she has met someone else? What if I am too late?"

"The Gardiners did not indicate that Miss Bennet was attached to anyone. I'm sure they would have imparted such knowledge. Mrs. Gardiner seems a very clever woman. I believe that she understands our feelings for her nieces." Bingley looked up sharply at his friend. He replayed all that his friend had previously said and a suspicion began to form in his mind.

"Our feelings for their nieces? Why exactly did Miss Elizabeth reveal her sister's feelings to you?" Darcy blushed deeply. He had not realized he had been so indiscreet. The emotions of the last few days, and the brandy, had made him forget himself. Bingley almost laughed to see his usually composed friend so uncomfortable. He could not remember Darcy ever blushing.

"Come Darcy, out with it. I can see you have more to confess." Darcy looked thoughtfully at his friend. He did not like to feel vulnerable. Sharing his tale with his cousin and sister had been one thing; but Bingley deserved nothing less than the truth. It would be part of his penitence for the pain he had caused his dear friend. Hopefully it would ease Bingley's anger and procure his forgiveness. Darcy sighed deeply and told Bingley the entire sad tale, including Wickham and Georgiana.

At the conclusion of the narrative, Bingley gazed sympathetically at his friend. His anger and resentment had abated. He had been astounded that Darcy had proposed to Miss Elizabeth. He had never noticed Darcy's regard for the young woman, though he admitted to himself that he had been entirely occupied with her sister. He was grateful for the trust Darcy had displayed by including the account of Miss Darcy's near elopement. He knew the pride of his friend and that such a disclosure was difficult for him.

"Well Darcy, it appears that you and I are in a similar situation. The question now is, 'What are we to do about it?' I for one believe we should try again. And this time, I am sure we will succeed." Darcy softly smiled at his friend's optimism.

"You still love Miss Bennet." It was a statement, not a question.

"Yes, and you still love Miss Elizabeth," was the firm reply.

"Yes, I do."

"Then let us make our plans for September." He held out his hand and Darcy shook it, their friendship assured. Darcy was grateful for Bingley's amiable and forgiving nature.

"We will, but first we must return to the music room. We have been away too long. Poor Georgiana will be beside herself; she is not accustomed to being hostess."

"Certainly we must relieve Miss Darcy of that arduous task. I know my family is not easy to entertain." The two men chuckled as they left the library.

They returned to the music room and a scowling Miss Bingley. They had been gone for almost an hour and Miss Bingley's mood had increasingly worsened. Bingley was feeling much happier after his conversation with Darcy. He sat down on a sofa, a large grin on his face.

"What a delightful evening," he proclaimed.

"Oh Charles, please. It was very tedious," Caroline complained. She would have been wise to not address her brother, but Miss Bingley had never been celebrated for her wisdom.

Bingley's countenance darkened. All the anger for his sister returned. He turned a dark gaze toward her and she actually shrunk back in her seat in response.

"Caroline, I cannot begin to describe how angry I am with you. How could you keep Miss Bennet's visit from me?"

"Please Charles," she placated, "her visit to London does not change anything. She is still not a worthy match for you. Think of the behavior of her mother and sisters. And the Gardiners are not at all fashionable and I might remind you, are only in trade"

"You forget yourself Caroline. Our own fortune comes from trade. Father was a shipbuilder, a very successful one, but a tradesman nonetheless. You would not be accepted into half as many houses as you are were it not for your ₤20,000 and my association with Darcy. Mr. Bennet is a gentleman and so his status is above ours." Miss Bingley's face paled at the mention of their fortune's origin. She glanced at Mr. Darcy, who looked as impassive as always, though inside he was secretly rejoicing in Miss Bingley's scolding.

"Honestly Charles, you exaggerate. The Bennets have nothing to recommend them. Their estate is hardly significant and is entailed away and their connections are appalling. The father is nearly absent, the mother is vulgar, the sisters are frivolous..."

"I have heard only good things about Miss Bennet and Miss Elizabeth," Georgiana bravely interrupted. Though she was trembling slightly, her time with Mrs. Gardiner, and the knowledge she had of her brother's feelings, would not allow her to keep silent. She had to stem the onslaught of Miss Bingley's vitriol. Her brother looked at her proudly and her spine straightened with his support.

"That is right Miss Darcy," Bingley said, "and I will have no more criticism of the Bennets in my presence. Listen carefully Caroline. I intend to court Miss Jane Bennet, if she will allow me. I have much to atone for, not excluding your rudeness. How could you have implied that I was attached to Miss Darcy? That was deplorable, even for you." Georgiana blushed at this statement; she had been changing clothes when this rumor was revealed. Although she was fond of Mr. Bingley, he was like brother to her. Her dislike of Miss Bingley strengthened and she wondered how she would endure her company the remainder of the summer. Thankfully, Mrs. Annesley would return next week and she could use her studies as an excuse to avoid Miss Bingley.

Bingley was not done reprimanding his sister.

"Now Caroline, I will call on the Gardiners in September when we return to London. You may accompany me if you can be civil. You will also welcome them to our home with politeness. If you cannot do this, then you may live with your sister. I'm sure Louisa would be happy to oblige and your inheritance should be enough for you to live on, though you may have to economize. The choice is yours. Now, if you don't mind Darcy, I believe I will retire." Darcy nodded his acceptance, hiding a half smile at his friend's performance. Bingley bowed to Miss Darcy, turned on his heel and strode from the room.

Miss Bingley looked dejected. She sat crumpled in her seat. But she soon composed herself and retired to her room to write a letter. Mr. and Mrs. Hurst followed, leaving the Darcys alone.

Darcy chuckled softly and Georgiana joined him with giggles of her own.

"I have never seen Bingley so fierce," he stated, "I did not know he was capable of it."

"Nor I. Did you see Miss Bingley?" Georgiana dissolved into more giggles. Darcy smiled indulgently at his sister. He really should not encourage such behavior, but he was pleased with her defense of the Misses Bennet, and could not bring himself to rebuke her. Besides, he had enjoyed the scene too much himself. Clearing his throat, he addressed his sister.

"Georgiana, I confessed everything to Bingley." Georgiana looked up sharply at this pronouncement. "Yes, dearest, that includes Ramsgate. Do not worry though, he will not reveal it to anyone."

"I know that William," she softly replied, "but I had hoped that no one else would learn of my folly."

"You were young Georgiana. I didn't do enough to protect you. I should have told you about Wickham, but I wanted to shield you from such sordid things. I know now that naiveté of that sort is foolish."

"Thank you William, for being so understanding. You have done the best that you could. I was very foolish and I know that I disappointed you." She waved away his attempt to interrupt. "No William, I did, do not deny it. But I have learned and I will be more cautious. I know that I can discuss these issues with you and promise to do so in the future."

"I was truly more disappointed in myself. I was not thorough enough when examining Mrs. Younge's references. I promise to be more diligent," he tenderly whispered. "But let us think on more pleasant things. Did you enjoy the evening?"

"Oh William, it was wonderful. Mrs. Gardiner is so kind and thoughtful. And Mr. Gardiner is so pleasant and witty. I have never enjoyed myself more. And you?"

"I am very pleased with the night's success." Georgiana narrowed her eyes at her brother; his response was too placid. He chuckled in response. "It was an unqualified success. I am looking forward to spending more time with the Gardiners."

"You mean you are looking forward to the possibility of meeting up with Miss Elizabeth."

"You are growing too clever, my dear. Yes, I am eager for that outcome."

"I noticed that you did not declare an intent to pursue and court Miss Elizabeth, as Mr. Bingley did in regards to Miss Bennet."

"True. I do not want to bring Miss Bingley's attention that particular desire. I made the grievous mistake of telling her that I admired Elizabeth's eyes and she relentlessly teased me afterward. She was also more rude to Elizabeth. I will not make the same mistake again."

"But you do intend to court her?"

"Yes, I do. But my task will not be as simple as Bingley's. My mistakes are more serious and Elizabeth is not as meek as her sister. The reunion of Bingley and Miss Bennet will hopefully ease the way and I will show her, by every civility in my power, that I have amended my character and taken her reproofs to heart."

"I have every faith in you William. Miss Elizabeth will not be able to withstand you when faced with your true, and charming, self."

Darcy smiled at her sisterly bias. He was certain Elizabeth was very capable of resisting him, but he would not quit until she was married to someone, preferably him! He took his sister's arm and escorted her to her room. Both spent the night in pleasant reminisces and happy dreams for the upcoming autumn.

Chapter Twelve

Posted on Thursday, 14 September 2006

The day before the Gardiners were to return to London, Darcy, Bingley and Georgiana traveled to the Crown Inn to say their farewells. They found the Gardiners in their sitting room, attending to some correspondence.

Mrs. Gardiner had been disappointed in not finding a letter from either Jane or Elizabeth, on their first arrival in Lambton; this disappointment subsided on the morning before their departure upon the receipt of letter from Jane that had initially been misdirected. She was not surprised, for Jane had written the direction remarkably ill. Her pleasure increased upon the opening of the letter to find one from Elizabeth enclosed within. There was also a brief note for Mr. Gardiner from His Grace.

These letters were obviously not in response to the ones she had sent from Derbyshire; she had written and posted one that morning recounting their dinner at Pemberley, but she looked forward to the girls' accounts of their summer travels thus far. She read Jane's first, who wrote cheerfully of Grancourt, Lady Agatha, and the welfare of her parents and younger sisters.

Elizabeth's letter was perused more eagerly. Elizabeth also described Grancourt, particularly admiring the countryside, and included her study of horsemanship. Mrs. Gardiner was surprised that Elizabeth was endeavoring to learn to ride and wondered how this marvel had occurred. Her curiosity was soon answered when the letter described Lady Agatha in great detail. Mrs. Gardiner understood that Elizabeth had grown to respect and value Lady Agatha; she was keen to make the good lady's acquaintance.

Elizabeth also included an account of the meeting with Mr. Spencer, the details of the inheritance and the plans to send the younger girls to school after the Christmas holidays, asking her aunt to keep such things secret except from her husband. Mrs. Gardiner was amused that her brother-in-law intended to inform the girls of their upcoming schooling only at the last possible moment. It would necessitate some scheming, especially if the family came to London.

However, this uncertainty was also answered. Elizabeth informed her aunt that the entire family would travel to London in the autumn. They planned to be there no later than the fifteenth of September. They would shop and see to some legal matters, spending about six to eight weeks in Town. His Grace desired to consult Mr. Gardiner and the family hoped to spend many hours in the Gardiners's company. They would not open the house to other visitors, hoping to conceal their presence in Town and therefore not have to introduce the younger girls to any society. In addition, Lady Agatha would still be in mourning for her husband, though she intended to sponsor Jane and Elizabeth during their presentation next Season. By spring, more than a year would have passed since her husband's death and she would be allowed to chaperone the girls during her second mourning. The rest of the family need not wear mourning attire at all due to their distant relationship; the required period of three to six months had already passed.

Elizabeth also explained that the family would take up permanent residence at Grancourt. They would travel to Longbourn on their return to Staffordshire, to pack and ship their belongings to their new home.

She concluded the letter with an invitation for the Gardiners to spend the entire month of December at Grancourt. Mrs. Gardiner was just reading her niece's adieu when the party from Pemberley was announced. Everyone politely greeted each other.

"We have come to call and say farewell until we meet again in September," Mr. Bingley enthusiastically said. He wished he could follow the Gardiners to London immediately, but then remembered that Jane would not even be there. He audibly sighed, causing Mrs. Gardiner to glance at him.

"Thank you for coming," Mrs. Gardiner kindly responded, "and thank you again for the lovely dinner we enjoyed the other night. I have written to my nieces describing your thoughtfulness and the pleasure we have found in your acquaintance. I'm sure they will also be grateful that you were all so kind to us during our stay in Lambton."

"It was our pleasure Mrs. Gardiner," Darcy sincerely replied, "I hope that your letter finds them well."

"Actually, I have just received and read letters from both Jane and Elizabeth. They are enjoying their stay in Staffordshire and are looking forward to a trip to London by mid-September." Mrs. Gardiner looked pointedly at Mr. Darcy. The corner of his lips upturned slightly. She is a very clever woman indeed! I am just glad that she is sympathetic to our intentions. I do not even want to contemplate what kind of adversary she would make was she negatively inclined!

"Perhaps we may meet with them as well then."

"Perhaps. Elizabeth informs me that they have a great deal of business to attend to, but hope to call upon us and I'm sure we will see them for several dinners. Do you all still desire to attend the theater one night?"

"Absolutely!" declared Mr. Bingley.

"Splendid," answered Mr. Gardiner, "Mr. Darcy, I believe you have the address?"

"Yes, sir." While fishing, Darcy had discovered that Mr. Gardiner had a shrewd business mind and he planned on consulting him regarding some of his own ventures. He had asked to correspond with him, to which Mr. Gardiner had readily agreed.

"Excellent. Send us a note when you get back to London and the ladies can meet to plan the evening. If that is agreeable to you Miss Darcy?"

"Certainly sir," Georgiana shyly responded. Then gathering her courage, she addressed Mrs. Gardiner.

"May I write to you ma'am?"

"Of course my dear. I left you the directions. And you must also send a note when you get to Town, so that we might schedule another day together. We had such a splendid day in Lambton, I would like to repeat it, if your brother will allow." Darcy nodded his acceptance. His gratitude for Mrs. Gardiner's kindness toward his sister deepened.

"Indeed, that is a wonderful idea Madam. Though, the next time you take my sister shopping, you must convince her to make a purchase for herself. I do not give her pocket money to solely buy presents for me." Mrs. Gardiner laughed and Georgiana giggled. She had never seen her brother so comfortable with those not related to him. Their acquaintance with the Gardiners would benefit them both tremendously.

The group soon broke up, as the Gardiners had some calls to make in the village before they left the county. Farewells and fond wishes for their next meeting were exchanged and the threesome left for Pemberley.

The Gardiners returned to London the following day. The party at Pemberley became somewhat subdued after their departure. Miss Bingley was uncharacteristically restrained, though she still fawned on both Darcys. Mrs. Annesley had returned to Pemberley, and with her, Georgiana's studies recommenced. She was able to avoid Miss Bingley for a large part of the day, but evenings were always a trying time.

Miss Bingley did not insult the Bennets or Gardiners in her brother's presence, but she frequently vented her frustrations and resentment to her sister, who was always a willing listener. She hoped her plan would soon bear fruit and the state of affairs could return to the time before the Gardiners's unwelcome appearance.

Bingley was generally found riding around the park or in Darcy's study playing chess or in conversation with his friend. Now that he was privy to Darcy's dealings with Miss Elizabeth, the friends found ample sources of conversation. Sometimes they shared their memories, other times their hopeful plans for the future.

Darcy spent many hours attending to estate matters and his other numerous obligations. His leisure time was spent with Bingley as previously mentioned or in the company of his sister. He only saw his other guests at mealtimes and in the evening.

A week following the Gardiners's removal to Town, the group at Pemberley was partaking of a quiet breakfast. Darcy was reading the London newspapers, as he did every morning. Miss Bingley was also reading these publications, though everyone knew she did so only because Mr. Darcy did and she only read the society pages.

The calm was broken when Miss Bingley loudly shrieked, "It cannot be true!!"

All movement abruptly ceased and the others stared at her in alarm. She was looking at the newspaper in panic.

"What on earth is the matter Caroline?" Bingley asked, a look of concern evident in his features. Miss Bingley belatedly realized the fright she had given everyone and tried to curb their interest.

"Oh, it is nothing Charles," she airily replied.

"Surely Caroline something has prompted that outburst," her brother responded, snatching the paper from her hands. Her horror intensified, but she could not attempt to retrieve the paper without inciting further curiosity. She resigned herself to the situation and let her brother scan the page she had been reading. He looked over the text and noticed a familiar name. Clearing his throat, he read the article aloud,

Many months ago, we informed our readers of the tragic death of His Grace the Duke of Everard. His Grace was lost in a shipwreck, along with his brother, and heir apparent, Lord Nathaniel Bennet. Lord Nathaniel's wife Lady Nathaniel, and their two children, Henry and Amelia Bennet, also perished. Her Grace The Duchess of Everard, to be known now as Lady Agatha Bennet, was home in Staffordshire at the time of the calamity. His Grace had no children and for some months the question of the legitimate inheritor has been unanswered. At last we are able to inform the public that the heir has been identified.

Mr. Thomas Bennet, of Longbourn, Hertfordshire, cousin to the late His Grace The Duke of Everard, will succeed to the title. His Grace will bring with him his wife, Her Grace The Duchess of Everard and five daughters, Ladies Jane, Elizabeth, Mary, Catherine and Lydia Bennet.

We convey our condolences to the family on their loss and anticipate their arrival in society.

The subsequent silence was palpable.

"Aren't those the chits that stayed at Netherfield last year?" Mr. Hurst inquired, breaking the strain. "That pretty, sickly one and the cheeky girl who didn't play cards?" Bingley directed a reproving stare at his brother-in-law, which Mr. Hurst missed because he had already resumed eating his breakfast. Mrs. Hurst was baffled.

"But," she stammered, "Jane didn't mention anything about the Everard Bennets when we questioned her about her connections. Why wouldn't she have told us they were related?"

"Someone must be in error," was Miss Bingley's skeptical response. Darcy, thankful for the years of practice hiding his emotions, calmly took up the other newspapers and scanned the society pages.

"There are similar articles in the other papers," he explained, keeping his face expressionless. "It must be an official announcement." Despite his calm demeanor, his thoughts and heart were racing. No wonder the Gardiners were so evasive when answering questions about their relations. They must have been awaiting permission to make the knowledge public. How did I not make the connection with Staffordshire and the Everard Bennets sooner? And how will this affect my courting of Elizabeth? He brushed these thoughts aside. He would need to carefully examine everything before he decided on a plan of action. Georgiana was looking at him anxiously. He smiled slightly at her and excused himself to meet with his steward.

Chapter Thirteen

Posted on Thursday, 14 September 2006

The rest of the party had remained in the dining room.

Georgiana was worried about her brother. She knew that the information was significant, but couldn't fully comprehend the effects it would have.

Bingley, happy for the Bennets and their fortunate change in circumstances, began to fret; surely his pursuit of Jane Bennet, or rather Lady Jane, would be hampered now that their situations were so disparate. He remembered his words to Caroline regarding the origin of their fortune and their tenuous connections. That observation was even more fitting now that the Bennets belonged to the peerage!

Miss Bingley was in absolute shock. She attempted to find ways to deny the facts, but they appeared irrefutable. The Misses Bennet had ascended far above her in precedence and fortune! She was fully aware of the wealth and position of the Everard duchy; she had made it her duty during her schooling to ascertain everything she could about members of the peerage. The Bennets had just succeeded to one of the richest titles in the land! And Her Grace, or Lady Agatha now, was one of the most influential women of the ton. Her approbation, or lack thereof, determined many young debutantes reception in society. Not that Caroline had ever had the honor of meeting her, they moved in very different circles. But Jane Bennet - or Lady Jane, Miss Bingley grudgingly acknowledged - is now in Lady Agatha's inner circle. What have I done? Caroline thought, I have insulted and snubbed the daughter of a duke. Charles could have been married to Jane by now and I could be enjoying all the privileges of her precedence. I must correct this. Jane is such a submissive girl that I'm sure I can easily gain her forgiveness. Then I will forward Charles's suit and be rubbing elbows with England's elite! Miss Bingley immediately began scheming.

Mrs. Hurst was still perplexed. How had the Bennets concealed their extraordinary connections? How had she and her sister failed to discover them? These thoughts would occupy her for many hours.

Mr. Hurst finished his breakfast. The astonishing news did nothing to affect him. He excused himself to take a nap.

Darcy secluded himself in his study. After attempting to concentrate on business for half an hour, he dismissed his steward. His mind would not focus. Too much had occurred over the last two weeks. He needed to organize his thoughts.

He knew this morning's surprise information would influence his course of action, but not to what degree. The girls would be avidly pursued when they were presented to the ton. He was privy to some unknown facts that would give him an advantage over the competition. But, will it be enough to win Elizabeth? Will I still have the chance to try? Does she think better of me after reading my letter? Can I make up for the horrendous way I have treated her since our first meeting? Can she forgive me? These unanswered questions plagued him, but he had given his word to the Gardiners that he would meet them in town and he would honor that promise. It will at least be a beginning. Hopefully I can meet with Elizabeth before she is introduced to general society.

These meditations were rudely disrupted by a loud knock on the study door, followed immediately by the entrance of a most unwelcome visitor. Lady Catherine de Bourgh.

"Nephew, you can be at no loss to understand the reason of my journey hither." Darcy looked at her, his expression unreadable.

"Indeed, you are mistaken, Aunt. I have not been able at all to account for the honor of seeing you at Pemberley."

"Darcy," her ladyship angrily replied, "I am not accustomed to being trifled with. I have traveled immediately from Kent to respond to a report of a most alarming nature. I understand that you have been associating with tradespeople and allowing your sister to as well. You allowed Georgiana to spend a day in the company of a Mrs. Gardiner, a lowly merchant's wife, and then invited this couple to dine here. Are the shades of Pemberley to be thus polluted? Have you lost all sense of decency? Heaven and earth! - how could you forget your station and the duty you owe to uphold the honor of the Darcy name? When Anne is your wife she will definitely prohibit such unacceptable behavior."

Darcy had listened to this tirade in silence, but could hold back no longer.

"That is enough Madam! I am the Master of Pemberley and will therefore choose to invite whomever I will. I do not have to answer to anyone, least of all you. And I tell you once and for all; I am not going to marry Anne. My parents never spoke of this supposed betrothal to me. I do not love Anne. I have no feelings for your daughter beyond cousinly concern for her welfare. That is my final word."

"Obstinate, headstrong young man! I am ashamed of you. Is this your gratitude for all my attentions to you since your birth? Is nothing due to me on that score? You and Anne are formed for each other. Why do you speak of love? That is not necessary. You are both descended on the maternal side, from the same noble line. Your fortune on both sides is splendid. Your alliance is desired by the voice of every member of your respective houses."

"My uncle, the Earl, has never spoken to me of this tacit arrangement. Only you have ever implied such. I am not legally bound to marry your daughter and I will not. I will choose my own wife, without reference to you or anyone else so wholly unreasonable." Lady Catherine's eyes bulged at this statement.

"You refuse to obey the claims of duty, honor and gratitude?" She paused in her diatribe and narrowed her eyes at her nephew. "It is because of Elizabeth Bennet! That conniving hoyden has drawn you in. Her arts and allurements have seduced you and made you forget what you owe yourself and all your family!"

Darcy's patience had reached its limits. He turned a dark glower toward his irate aunt.

"Enough!" But Lady Catherine was not so easily intimidated.

"Is this what prevents you from marrying Anne? The upstart pretensions of a young woman without family, connections, or fortune. Is this to be endured! But it must not, shall not be. Your alliance would be a disgrace; her name would never be mentioned by any of us. You will be censured, slighted and despised by everyone!"

"You would do well Madam, to be in possession of all the facts before asserting such accusations. I am not engaged to Miss Elizabeth Bennet, or I should more properly call her, Lady Elizabeth."

This statement finally halted Lady Catherine's lecture. She frowned at her nephew, but before she could continue he addressed her.

"I assume that your travels have prevented you from reading any of the London papers, so I will gladly inform you of the most extraordinary announcement. Mr. Bennet, the father of the young woman you have been insulting, is the heir of His Grace The Duke of Everard, who passed away some months ago. It was just published."

Lady Catherine spluttered and her face grew alarmingly red. Darcy was afraid she would suffer from apoplexy. He took her by the arm and led her to a chair, forcing her sit.

"It cannot be true!" exclaimed Lady Catherine, eerily echoing Miss Bingley's earlier outburst.

"It was confirmed in all three major newspapers. The facts are indisputable." Lady Catherine gathered her resentment again and stood.

"I do not believe it. You are saying this merely to justify your appalling behavior. You are determined to have Miss Bennet. Her influence is pernicious and has affected your judgment. I cannot leave Georgiana under your care. You will ruin her. I insist that she leave with me; I will assume her guardianship." Darcy's fury was past the breaking point. It took every reserve of control he possessed not to reach out and strangle his aunt.

"No, that will not happen," he answered with a forced calm, "you have no authority to do so. My father left Georgiana in Richard's and my care. His will explicitly states that under no circumstance was my sister to be left in your custody. She will remain with me at Pemberley. Now, I insist that you leave Pemberley immediately. You have insulted me and I will not allow Georgiana to be subjected to your abuse. I will have a servant escort you to your carriage." He strode to the door, summoned a servant and turned to his aunt, gesturing to the open door.

"I came here with a determined resolution of carrying my purpose," she adamantly replied, "I will not be dissuaded from it. I am not in the habit of brooking disappointment." Darcy was immovable.

"I will not hesitate to have you physically removed from the house." Lady Catherine was aghast.

"You would not dare!"

"Do not tempt me. It is your choice Madam." Her ladyship realized that he would not relent; lifting her chin in the air, she regally left the room, yelling over her shoulder as she walked.

"You have not heard the last from me. I will be sure to inform my brother Matlock of your insolence. I take no leave of you Nephew. I am most seriously displeased!" He made no answer, and without attempting to placate his aunt, watched her exit the house.

Darcy remained in the doorway, his posture rigid, fists clenched tightly against his sides. He was furious.

The weak assertions and imperious commands of his aunt were pathetic and he did not seriously regard them. However, the insults hurled at Elizabeth were unforgivable. He vowed to cease all intercourse with Lady Catherine until she apologized.

But even more important at the moment was the source of her ladyship's information. There could be only one person who would enlighten his aunt about his association with the Gardiners; only one person who would imply he had a relationship with Elizabeth. He marched down the hall in search of his guests.

He found the Bingleys and Hursts in a sitting room. Georgiana was with Mrs. Annesley, studying French; she would mercifully not be a witness to the scene about to unfold.

"Miss Bingley!" Darcy roared. Caroline was startled from her thoughts. She had been ruminating on possible ways to reunite her brother and Lady Jane. She looked up to behold the stern countenance of Mr. Darcy. He looked like an avenging angel seeking retribution. She immediately blanched.

"Miss Bingley, you have stepped outside all bounds of propriety and decency. I demand that you leave Pemberley instantly. You are no longer welcome at any Darcy residence and you would be wise to never speak to any of my relations ever again." He turned to his dear friend and addressing him a slightly softer tone said, "Bingley, I'm sorry. You and the Hursts are welcome to remain at Pemberley for the remainder of the summer as planned, but I must insist that your sister leave within the hour. I can no longer abide her presence." With that decree, he quickly strode from the room.

Bingley turned a horrified gaze to his younger sister.

"Caroline, what have you done?" Miss Bingley was too shocked to immediately reply. Mr. Darcy had just banished her from Pemberley! The plan she thought was brilliant had unequivocally failed. A completely opposite outcome from the one she expected had occurred.

"Caroline! Answer me! What have to done to anger Darcy?" Miss Bingley began to tremble. She did not want to answer her brother's question; surely he would follow through with his ultimatum. She stood and headed for the door, attempting to escape without explanation.

"Caroline, don't you dare leave until you have told me what has caused Darcy to expel you from Pemberley and forever banish you from his presence." She knew there would be no escape.

"Charles ... I'm afraid I have ... I have done something terrible," she haltingly replied.

"Obviously. But what?"

"I wrote a letter to Mr. Darcy's aunt, Lady Catherine de Bourgh." He waited for her to continue, but she did not seem inclined to explain further. He prodded her.

"What possessed you to contact her ladyship, a woman we are not acquainted with? And what did you write in that letter?"

"Well, I ... I wrote about the Gardiners's visit."

"Surely that cannot be all," he doubtfully stated.

"Well, not exactly. I explained that the Gardiners are tradespeople, and that they are below her nephew in station. I informed her ladyship that Mr. Darcy was allowing his sister to associate with them..." Here she faltered again. She did not want to confess the rest of the letter's contents. Her brother noticed her hesitation and his trepidation grew.

"What else did you put in that letter?"

"I may have implied that Mr. Darcy was infatuated with Elizabeth Bennet, that through her allurements she was attempting to trap him in marriage." Bingley's fury rose; his tone became low and ominous.

"You have gone too far this time Caroline," he said through tightly clenched teeth, "go pack your things immediately." He held up a hand when she attempted to interrupt him. "No, do not say anything. I completely concur with Darcy. You have violated the limits of what is proper. Severely violated. It was maliciously done. When did you become so cruel? I cannot believe you are the same sister I once loved. You have irrevocably damaged any tender sentiments I felt for you. You will leave Pemberley and you cannot return to my house." He turned to his older sister.

"Louisa, will you allow Caroline to live with you?" Mrs. Hurst numbly nodded her acceptance. "Thank you. Perhaps you should escort her to London. I will see that her belongings in my townhouse are packed and sent to your home. I will call on our lawyer when I return to Town in September to see about her inheritance. She can have possession of it now. I will not be supplementing her income; she will have to live on her inheritance alone, unless you choose to help her. I will not travel with you, but will remain in Derbyshire." He looked at his younger sister and was overwhelmed with sorrow at her behavior. His gaze softened slightly, revealing his compassionate heart.

"Caroline, you must change. You have become spiteful and conceited. Take this harsh lesson and learn from it. If you can prove to me that you are amending your ways, and offer a sincere apology, I will forgive you of these offenses. But until such a time, I cannot see you. I hope you understand. Have a safe journey. Louisa, please write to let me know that you arrive in Town without incident. We can meet with the lawyer when I return in a few months." He straightened his back and swiftly left the room.

Mrs. Hurst spoke in low tones to her husband, urging him to quickly gather his things and call for their carriage. She ushered her sister to their rooms and instructed the maids to pack their belongings without delay; they would travel to London within the hour. The harried servants obeyed and before the allotted time, the Hursts, along with a crushed Miss Bingley, entered the coach that would take them away from Pemberley for the final time.

Chapter Fourteen

Posted on Sunday, 17 September 2006

Georgiana had finished her morning lessons and went in search of her brother and guests to eat luncheon. She unsuccessfully explored several rooms before finally coming upon Mrs. Reynolds in the dining room, supervising the cleaning of the chandelier.

"Mrs. Reynolds, do you know where I can find my brother, or anyone for that matter? They all seem to have disappeared."

"I believe you brother is walking in the park. I don't know the current whereabouts of Mr. Bingley, but Mr. and Mrs. Hurst and Miss Bingley left for London about a quarter of an hour ago." Georgiana was astonished by this revelation. Why had they left Pemberley? It must not be anything dire, for Mr. Bingley had apparently stayed. Georgiana was puzzled that Miss Bingley had not taken leave of her; it was highly out of character compared to the lady's usually excessive solicitude toward herself and her brother. She needed to find her brother.

"If you find him Miss Darcy, would you kindly ask him when we should serve luncheon? What with all the commotion of Lady Catherine's brief visit and then the sudden departure of some of his guests, our schedule is quite off this morning." Georgiana looked at the housekeeper in puzzlement.

"Lady Catherine is here?"

"No Miss, she arrived about an hour ago, but only stayed for a little while before rushing off again." Georgiana was confused. Lady Catherine never ventured from Kent; she preferred people to visit her at Rosings, as she believed was her due. Perhaps she called on her way to Matlock? Georgiana thought. But Lord and Lady Matlock are in London preparing for Cousin Stephen's wedding. Why would she come all the way to Pemberley to only stay for a short while and not even greet me? Georgiana urgently needed to find her brother and she knew just where to look.

Georgiana hastened to a pretty footbridge over the stream. It was a lovely spot, but not one that she or her brother had generally frequented. However, since the Gardiners' visit, her brother was often found there; a small stone bench had even been placed under a willow tree in compliance with her brother's command. As she had suspected, he was sitting on the bench, looking intently into the stream. He was lost in thought and she had to say his name several times before he discerned her presence. He smiled at her, but it did not reach his eyes.

"William, are you alright?"

"Yes." This succinct answer was obviously untrue.

"William, please, I cannot help you if you do not tell me what is wrong." This brought a small smile to his lips. It strengthened Georgiana's courage. "Mrs. Reynolds told me that Lady Catherine was here. She also told me that the Hursts and Miss Bingley have left for Town. What has been happening while I have been conjugating French verbs?" His smile broadened, but only briefly. A pensive look overcame his features.

"Ana...I don't know where to start. So much as happened this morning. I have not had enough time to sift through it all."

"Well, let us 'sift through it' together. I believe we should start with the newspaper announcement."

"Indeed. I can hardly believe that was only this morning. It seems a week ago."

"My goodness, William! What has happened?" This finally brought a rueful chuckle from her brother.

"Let us start at the beginning. The announcement is as good a place as any I suppose. I must admit I was rather shocked by that particular revelation."

"You were very good at hiding it. I don't understand how you can always be so calm. I could hardly contain my astonishment. Both at Miss Bingley's outburst and at the information itself."

"Years of practice, my dear. But I admit that I was truly shocked. Elizabeth is one of the Everard Bennets! I never had the least suspicion of such a connection. I have come to think that she was as unaware as the rest of us. Surely there must have been some rift between the families."

"That would help to explain it."

"Yes, but I am irritated with myself for not making the connection sooner. The Gardiners stated that the Bennets were attending to 'family business' in Staffordshire, but they were certainly evasive about particulars. The only Bennets I know of in Staffordshire are at Grancourt. I should have realized the correlation sooner." Georgiana suddenly understood her brother's irritation. They should have both considered the connection due to their own associations with the late Duke of Everard.

"William! Elizabeth is related to Lady Agatha! But this means..." but her brother interrupted her before she could finish the thought.

"It doesn't mean anything Georgiana. It could be a possible advantage, but I won't know until I can talk with Lady Agatha. Let us not dwell on it for now. We will see them all in London in September. I think I will tell Bingley though; I fear he may be hesitant to approach Miss Bennet, or Lady Jane actually, now that she is the daughter of a duke. His chances of securing her hand were more in his favor when her fortune was lower than his. Her mother couldn't wait to marry her off to Bingley and his 'five thousand a year,' but now his situation is decidedly lower. The ladies will all have spectacular dowries and titles. He is the son of a tradesman and my position is certainly not much higher."

"William, you know that is not true..."

"Yes, it is my dear. I am a gentleman, but no more." Georgiana looked thoughtful. She knew her brother traveled in the highest circles of society. Their connections were very good and their wealth was reputable. Why was he decrying that?

"But William, you are not going to give up, are you?" She was worried to hear his response. He did not reply immediately, but looked away in contemplation. After several minutes he turned to her and she was relieved to see his firm gaze.

"No. I will not give up until I either have her for my wife or she belongs to someone else. I cannot. I don't believe I will ever be completely happy unless she is Mistress of Pemberley, so I will do everything within my power to win her." Georgiana sighed audibly, bringing a genuine smile to her brother's face.

"Oh, thank goodness. You seemed so despondent when I came upon you earlier. I feared you had relinquished your pursuit."

"I was not despondent. I was merely lost in my thoughts. And I was still overcoming some of my fury from my interviews with Lady Catherine and Miss Bingley." Georigana's eyes widened.

"What made you angry with them? Why was Lady Catherine here? Why have the Hursts and Miss Bingley left for London?"

"Enough!" he interjected, laughing softly at her eagerness, "One question at a time!" She smiled apologetically, which Darcy returned.

"Lady Catherine traveled from Rosings to lecture me about inviting the Gardiners to Pemberley and for allowing you to spend a day shopping in Mrs. Gardiner's company." Georgiana was perplexed. How would her aunt know anything of this matter? And why would she undertake such a long journey simply to scold her brother for it?

"How did she come to hear of it?"

"In a letter. She felt her guidance was necessary, so resolved to come in person to inform me of my family obligations and duty." He smiled mischievously at his sister. "Apparently, as Darcys we should not 'pollute the shades of Pemberley' with such associations. And she declared her daughter would not tolerate such behavior when she is Mistress of Pemberley." Georgiana rolled her eyes.

"Not that again. When will she ever understand that you will not marry Cousin Anne?"

"I told her today that under no circumstances would I marry her daughter. That I did not love Anne and would choose my own wife."

"And did you tell her who you would choose for your wife?" she teased. Darcy's countenance darkened and Georgiana feared she had upset him.

"No, I did not tell her. It seems that Miss Bingley saw fit to include Elizabeth in her letter to our aunt." Georgiana gasped; her brother had not mentioned until now who their aunt's informant was. Miss Bingley! Why would she write to Lady Catherine? Her brother was quick to tell her.

"Miss Bingley told Lady Catherine that I was being trapped by Elizabeth's arts and allurements. As if Elizabeth would use such manipulations! She has no need, for she is so natural and charming. In her manner is such a mixture of sweetness and archness that she easily captivates anyone." Georgiana smiled indulgently at her brother's reflections. "But Lady Catherine is determined that I marry her daughter, for she knows no one else will, and she insulted and abused Elizabeth and her connections. I ordered her to leave immediately. She then threatened to take you. She actually ordered me to fetch you so that you could return to Rosings with her." Georgiana stiffened, but her brother laid a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry Georgiana. She has no authority over you. Father's will specifically states that she is never to have custody of your guardianship. He did not like her. Our aunt treated Mother horrendously when she married Father; the connection was not good enough for her ladyship who wanted Mother to marry some marquess. But Mother and Father were warmly attached and the rest of her family heartily approved the match. I have told you how close Father and Mother were to Uncle and Aunt Matlock." Georgiana nodded.

"I know I should probably not say this, but I do not like Aunt Catherine. I never have. Her manner is so harsh and domineering."

"I know, my dear, I agree with you, and I have cut all ties with her until she apologizes, which is not very likely; she never thinks she is wrong. She threatened to write to Uncle Matlock about my insolence, but of course, I have nothing to fear from him. I'm sure he will be highly amused by her ladyship's letter, as will Aunt Susan. So do not worry, you may never have to visit with Lady Catherine ever again." Georgiana smiled inwardly.

"But what of Miss Bingley? Why would she write such a letter to our aunt?"

"I would have thought it was obvious. Can you not guess?" When she still looked puzzled after a moment, her brother enlightened her.

"Caroline Bingley had pursued me since I visited with Bingley during a summer holiday from Cambridge. Remember I told you that I had once commented to Miss Bingley about my admiration of Elizabeth's eyes? I believe she understood from the beginning what the outcome of that admiration would be. Consequently, she felt threatened by Elizabeth and sought a way to discredit her. She probably wrote to Lady Catherine with the hope that her ladyship would condemn such a connection, which she certainly did. But Caroline Bingley does not know my character. I have never listened to Lady Catherine or heeded her advice. And Elizabeth has taught me that there is more to life than one's position in society.

"Our parents taught me good principles, but I was allowed to follow them in pride and conceit; I was allowed, encouraged, almost taught to be selfish and overbearing, to care for none beyond my own family circle, to think meanly of all the rest of the world. I shudder when I consider how similar to Lady Catherine I had become; but no more. I know what is of value now and I will not succumb to any person's whims or demands, or their manipulations. Caroline Bingley greatly misjudged me. But I cannot tolerate such interference in my life, so I ordered her to leave immediately. I was sorry to inflict pain on Bingley, but I could no longer allow his sister to live under my roof. Actually, I have banished her from any of the Darcy residences and warned her not to speak to any of my relatives. You are free from Miss Bingley's fawning."

Georgiana was speechless. She wanted to contradict her brother's assertions that he was selfish and prideful, for he had always been generous with her; but she recollected his actions in Hertfordshire, specifically to the Bennets, and even his presumptuous interference in Mr. Bingley's affairs, and knew that his assessment was partially correct. He was changing though; in essentials he remained as good and as steadfast as ever, but he was exerting himself more in company of others and he was more considerate of others' feelings. She was a little surprised at the severe penalty he had given to Miss Bingley. His remonstrance must have been merciless indeed, and she almost wished she could have been present, before she swept the uncharitable thought from her mind.

"Poor Mr. Bingley," she mused aloud, "to have such a sister. Sometimes I do not understand how they are brother and sister."

"I have often thought that as well."

"We should probably go and find him. He must feel awful about the situation and you know he will be blaming himself for his sister's behavior." Darcy looked up, momentarily puzzled.

"He stayed then?" Georigana nodded. "Oh, well ... I did not stay to see what happened. I ordered Miss Bingley to be gone within the hour, but assured Bingley and the Hursts they could stay until the end of summer as planned. I am glad he stayed. And you are right, we should go to find him."

"Yes, and I believe Mrs. Reynolds would like to speak to you. She needed to know when to serve lunch."

"Of course. I did not know it was so late already. Let us return to the house." He stood, helped Georgiana up and the siblings walked home.

Chapter Fifteen

Posted on Sunday, 17 September 2006

Mrs. Reynolds met the pair immediately upon their entering the house. She informed them that Mr. Bingley was in the green sitting room and, after conferring with the Master, a very late lunch would be served in fifteen minutes.

The Darcys approached the green sitting room with a little trepidation. They couldn't be sure of Mr. Bingley's state of mind. He was sure to be agitated, but how distressed would he truly be? They determined to soothe him in any way possible; they both valued his friendship and did not want the day's events to cause a disturbance in their association.

They entered the room and found Mr. Bingley slouched in a chair, deep in thought. Darcy approached him and spoke in a calm tone.

"Bingley, I'm sorry that we have been away for so long. Mrs. Reynolds will have lunch served in fifteen minutes; you must be starving and we have neglected you horribly this morning." Bingley looked up at his friend in distress. Why was Darcy apologizing to him? He was the one who must tender an apology and explanation for the shameful behavior of his sister. He had never seen Darcy as menacing as he was while reprimanding Caroline. He feared that his inability to restrain his sister had jeopardized his most valued friendship.

"Darcy...it is I who must apologize. I am terribly sorry for the pain that my sister's actions have caused. I have never been able to control her. My failures have caused you extreme distress and if you would rather I leave I will do so without argument."

"Bingley, do not speak so. We do not want you to go. We both knew you would be blaming yourself, but there is no reason for it. You could not have prevented your sister's actions because she acted without your knowledge. It is her fault alone. I do not hold you responsible in any way, so think no more on it. I am sorry if I caused you pain when I dealt with her so harshly, but I was too overcome with anger to do otherwise. I couldn't have her here any longer, I hope you understand."

"Of course. I would have done the same. In fact, I have. She is to live with Louisa from now on. I told her she would have to change and offer a sincere apology before I could accept her back in my house. Though, our relationship has been irreparably damaged."

"I'm sorry for that, but perhaps it was for the best. She may use this as an opportunity to improve her manners, I hope it may be so; but until such time, you are always welcome at Pemberley or anywhere else Georgiana and I may be. I could not lose your friendship and be happy." He smiled reassuringly at Bingley who returned the smile and the subject was dropped for the moment.

"Now," Darcy continued, "let us go and eat. There are some things that I must tell you about our time in London come September."

"Of course. Can you imagine? How fortunate the Bennets are, to be reunited with their relations, for I have concluded that they knew nothing of the connection prior to this inheritance. We would have known about it otherwise."

"Yes, I have reached the same conclusion. There must have been a rift between the families at some point. I am acquainted with the late duke and his wife, Lady Agatha, and I never heard them speak of any relations in Hertfordshire. The connection must have come to light while searching for the heir. It does create some interesting ramifications though." Bingley looked up despondently at this statement.

"Yes, it means that I have very little chance of securing Lady Jane's hand. How am I to compete with society's elite, especially since I have already injured my suit by abandoning Jane last year?"

"Do not despair my friend. Remember that we are on good terms with the Gardiners, an aunt and uncle that both Lady Jane and Lady Elizabeth highly regard. I feel that Mrs. Gardiner is particularly supportive of us, even though she must have understood the change in the ladies circumstances. We must cultivate this relationship prior to the Bennets arrival in Town. And while we eat, I will tell you some other things that might work to our advantage." He patted Bingley's back in encouragement. "Nothing is lost until they are wed to someone else and I for one will not give up until such a time. Will you?" Bingley looked thoughtful for a moment before his features and his resolve firmed.

"No, I will not. This morning's revelation will certainly change some things, but it does not make the situation hopeless. I will just have to work harder to win Jane's affections."

"If you ever truly lost them in the first place." Bingley looked surprised at this statement, but finally nodded in acquiescence. The trio ate lunch and prepared for their upcoming trip to London in a few weeks time. The remainder of the summer passed pleasantly enough, with the three friends enjoying the northern countryside and each other's company, but all were eager when the time of their departure arrived.

But before the delights of the Little Season can be attended to, the effects of the Bennets' rise in fortune must be made known.

Darcy correctly predicted his Uncle and Aunt Matlock's response to the news. They both wrote amused letters to their nephew regarding Lady Catherine's visit to them to condemn the union and Darcy's supposed insolence. Lady Catherine had always been a source of laughter between the couple. They were interested to discover that Darcy was familiar with the new Everard Bennets. Their letters pressed him for details, hoping to gain some prior knowledge before the family was introduced to the ton. Darcy was vague in his replies, but promised to be more forthcoming when they met up in London.

The members of the ton were either vexed or excited at the prospect of five very wealthy, connected and single ladies entering London society. A person's reaction generally was determined by one's gender or the gender of a child you had the duty of marrying off. Young ladies of marriageable age and their matchmaking mothers were incensed. Single men, whether old or young, and their matchmaking mothers were delighted with such prospects. Speculation was certainly rampant. Some claimed the Bennet ladies were sure to be beautiful, accomplished and charming; others that they were known to be rather spoiled, insipid and plain. But whatever the conjecture, the Bennets were the chief object of conversation among the crème de la crème.

The surprise was greatest among the small populace of Meryton and the environs surrounding Longbourn. That the Bennets, who all had known for so many years, could suddenly rise to such prestige was almost more than their country society could grasp. There were some natural feelings of envy, but they were short-lived and most of the neighborhood wished the Bennets happiness. Many of the mothers with single daughters actually rejoiced that the Bennet girls, who were generally acclaimed to be the most beautiful in the area, would no longer compete with their daughters for the available gentlemen. What was it to them if Jane or Lydia married an earl, if their own daughters could win the hands of the local squires and barons?

Lady Catherine persisted in her indignation. When she could no longer deny the truth, she cursed the Bennets; she could not believe their audacity to rise to such precedence. That she, Lady Catherine de Bourgh, must make way for Elizabeth Bennet - she refused to call her Lady Elizabeth - enraged her! She vowed to use her influence to snub these upstarts. She wrote letters to all her acquaintances, pointing out to them the impudence and impropriety of the Bennets, and Miss Elizabeth in particular. She would have been even more infuriated to know the response her letters received; the ladies were extremely grateful to Lady Catherine for increasing their curiosity and giving them exclusive knowledge to share with their friends. Fortunately, Lady Catherine was unaware of the excited speculation that her letters produced and continued to supply the ladies of the ton with gossip.

Unfortunately for the Collinses, the anger of Lady Catherine necessitated their removal from Kent. Mr. Collins had received the letter from his cousin, Mr. Bennet, informing him of the Bennets upcoming move to Staffordshire and inviting the Collinses to move to Longbourn in November. Mr. Bennet had not mentioned the reason for such a move and Mr. Collins had been undecided. He did not want to leave the patronage of the illustrious Lady Catherine de Bourgh. However, when the inheritance became known, and Lady Catherine's spleen was vented upon her poor rector, his wife persuaded him to accept his cousin's offer of Longbourn. They could not move in immediately, but Mrs. Collins proposed a stay with the Lucases prior to their inhabiting the estate, which her husband accepted with alacrity. The condescension of a Lady Catherine was a privilege, but her fury was a burden. The Lucases graciously extended an invitation at their daughter's insistence and the Collinses packed their belongings and traveled to Hertfordshire.

After the newspaper announcement was published, Charlotte received a letter from Elizabeth. The letter gave a brief summary of events and an explanation, certainly withholding some information regarding financial terms and the younger girls upcoming schooling, but Charlotte was satisfied and was able to express the best of wishes to her dear friend.

Those that knew the Gardiners, and their relationship with the new duke, tirelessly questioned the poor couple. The Gardiners smilingly evaded many queries, looking forward to the autumn when they would be reunited with their relations.

The upcoming fall would be entertaining indeed.

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