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Chapter 35

Posted on Wednesday, 13 July 2005

Elizabeth was pleased and Georgiana disappointed, to see Darcy back in Hertfordshire late the next afternoon. Georgiana had greatly enjoyed her one night at Longbourn and was saddened to leave so soon. She had been invited to the eldest girls nightly chat the evening before.

"So, Georgiana, when did you first think your brother would be so perfect for me?" Elizabeth asked as the four ladies sat in their nightgowns in Jane's room.

"The second day you were at Pemberley."

"Really!"

"Yes. I do not know how best to explain this, Elizabeth, but it seemed as if you belonged at Pemberley from the moment I began to know you. Seeing you leave was one of the most heartbreaking things I have experienced, for I knew not if you would ever return."

All four of them were affected by this speech. Mary was the first to speak. "Miss Darcy, please tell us more about Pemberley. I have gleaned as much as I can from Elizabeth's recollections but I know you can tell us so much more."

"I will, but only if you will call me Georgiana, as your sisters already do."

"Of course, and you must call me Mary for we soon will be sisters!"

Georgiana laughed, "I have always wanted a sister, it appears that now I will have five!"

Georgiana proceeded to answer all of their questions. Elizabeth was fascinated with all she was learning about her soon-to-be new home.

"Elizabeth, the only person whom I am afraid to tell the news of your engagement is to little Nicolas Clark. He will be quite angry with my brother for taking you off the marriage market." Georgiana teased as they were leaving to go to their rooms to sleep. "In all seriousness, you and your sisters will greatly miss these times together at night. They will soon be over."

"Yes, it is the one thing I find difficult to be giving up to be married. But it was bound to happen someday. Jane is much too good to have ended up an old maid. I, on the other hand, always felt that I would be very fortunate to find a man who would love me enough to take me for a mere £50 a year, and not be out of his wits!" Elizabeth said with her eyebrow raised.

With such happy recollections of the evening before, Georgiana was ecstatic with the offer to remain one more night at Longbourn. However, Elizabeth was curious to discover the results of Darcy's meeting with Lady Catherine.

"How did Lady Catherine take our news, Fitzwilliam?" Elizabeth asked Darcy when they had some privacy.

"As well as I expected."

"That poorly then?"

"Yes. It was not easy to leave Anne in such a difficult situation, but it had to be done for now. I do not believe Lady Catherine will be attending our wedding." Darcy then gave Elizabeth all of the particulars of the meeting as well as the reasoning behind the decision to leave Anne in Kent.

"Do you believe we will have a triple wedding?"

"If my Aunt's reaction is any indication, yes."

"I do not believe we should tell anyone, especially my mother, about this. Only Jane, Mr. Bingley, Georgiana, my father and possible Mary should be told. The less who know, the more likely we will be able to keep it secret."

"I agree. I shall speak about it with Bingley tonight and your father tomorrow. But enough about that. Did you miss me Elizabeth?"

If they had been alone, Elizabeth would have kissed him soundly. As it was, they were not, so she had to settle for a smoldering look instead. Darcy was delighted to see such passion in her eyes.

The week passed by quickly with a succession of visits to the entire surrounding neighborhood broadcasting Elizabeth's good fortune. On Friday evening the officers gathered one last time at Longbourn before they departed for Brighton. Lydia returned to Meryton with the Forsters so that they would be able to leave early the next morning. Her mother was the only person truly sad to see her go. Elizabeth and Mary were still worried about her, but they had resigned themselves to their father's decision. Kitty, of all people, was pleased to be rid of her sister's presence. When Elizabeth asked her about her mood, Kitty was only too willing to explain.

"All Lydia ever talks about is officers, officers and more officers. Whilst I do prefer a man in a red coat, that is not the only kind of man in the world. You and Jane have made fine matches with men who have no need to wear red. And since Mary decided to abandon her sermon books and began to spend more of her time with you, she has been content. You treat her as an equal, Lydia takes me for granted."

With this last statement Kitty began to cry. Once again, one of her younger sisters had surprised Elizabeth. She led her out of the drawing room and into the hall for some privacy. Darcy was about to follow until Elizabeth caught his eye and silently implored him against it. Once in the hall, Elizabeth guided Kitty into the dining room for the added privacy. She held her sister for the longest time as the tears washed over Kitty's face. Finally, after some ten minutes of uncontrollable sobbing, Kitty began to regain her composure. Elizabeth stroked her hair, much as she used to do when Kitty was a very little girl, and spoke soothingly to her. At last Kitty was able to speak.

"Lizzy, I am so sorry. I do not know what came over me."

"You are feeling lonely."

"How do you know that?"

Elizabeth gave her a wry smile. "Kitty, a great many things have changed at Longbourn these past six months. We all have changed, even you. Before, you had Lydia as your ally against Jane and me. When Mary sought us out, you became out numbered three to two. Lydia is too selfish to care about your feelings and you felt as an outsider amongst your other sisters. Am I correct, Kitty?"

"Yes, you are. Though I have not taken the time to consider the motivations for my feelings before now."

"Kitty, come join your sisters tonight in Jane's room."

"Truly? I would be welcome?"

Elizabeth put her hand on Kitty's knee, "Why would you not be, Catherine?"

Kitty smiled at the use of her given name. Usually, its use was reserved for a very vexed parent in addressing her. But somehow Elizabeth's use of it now made her feel more... like a lady.

Elizabeth continued. "Go and wash your face and come and rejoin us. It should be much quieter now that Lydia and the officers are gone."

"I will join you shortly. Thank you, Elizabeth."

"You are welcome, Catherine."

Darcy was quick to gain Elizabeth's attention when she returned. "I believe you are beginning to work your magic on another sister, Elizabeth. Was Miss Kitty very distressed?"

"Miss Catherine, Fitzwilliam. Yes, she was, but I believe it will all turn out well now. Perhaps Lydia's removal to Brighton will be of a benefit to Catherine after all. Lydia cannot get much worst. But Catherine will become much better if Jane, Mary and I have anything to say about it!"

"That is another example of why I love you and how much of a fool I was to ever doubt you, Elizabeth. Every day you prove that I am the one who is not worthy." "

When Kitty returned, Mr. Bennet immediately noticed the change in address by Elizabeth and Darcy. As astute as he had become in recognizing Elizabeth's methods in dealing with Mary, he quickly picked up on this new development with Kitty.

"Catherine, my child, would you please come here?" he asked gently.

"Yes, Papa?" said the startled Kitty.

"I was interested in knowing what you proposed to do with your time now that your younger sister and the regiment will no longer be in Meryton?"

"I had not considered it, father." She replied truthfully.

"Well then, perhaps you will come and see me in my study tomorrow morning after breakfast. I would like that very much, Catherine."

Amazed, Kitty replied quietly, "So would I, Papa."

Mr. Bennet gave her an affectionate smile and left to go speak with Darcy and Elizabeth. Elizabeth beamed at her father and gave him a kiss on his cheek, whispering, "Thank you" as she did.

Later that night, Kitty shyly knocked on the door of Jane's room. Instead of bidding her to open the door, Jane came and opened it herself. Mary and Elizabeth were already there and they looked at their younger sister with affection. Jane grabbed her hand and led her to the bed to sit next to her. No one spoke, but all eyes were looking on Kitty with amusement. When Kitty could no longer take the silence, she asked what she most longed to hear.

"I have long wondered what you talk about at night."

Elizabeth laughed and said, "Many things, Catherine, but never about red coats!"

"Thank goodness!" Kitty replied and the awkwardness she had felt began fading away. Elizabeth brought up the subject of names.

"Kitty, we have always called you Kitty, but for some reason tonight, I sensed Catherine to be more appropriate. How would you have us address you?"

"I must confess I believe I desire a change. Would you please address me as Catherine?"

"Oh yes, Catherine. I would be pleased to do so. You have such a lovely name." Jane replied in her gentle manner. Mary nodded and Elizabeth smiled in her encouraging way. The four sisters spent the remainder of the evening discussing the events of the day.

The next week saw Longbourn fall into a familiar pattern. The mornings were reserved for planning the wedding. Elizabeth and Mary had to adjust their scheduled outings to before breakfast. This limited the extent of their ramblings, but they were happy to sacrifice that for the continuation of their fellowship. Jane spent that time with Kitty, who was now being called Catherine by everyone except her mother. Mr. Bennet was delighted by Kitty's improved manners in the short time Lydia had been gone. After breakfast, he more often than not, asked both Mary and Kitty to attend him in his study. He decided to begin reading a novel with the two girls and chose, much to their surprise, the latest by Mrs. Radcliffe.

The party from Netherfield arrived before lunch and Elizabeth and Jane would inform them of the progress made that day in the wedding preparations. After lunch everyone was free to do as they chose. Often Elizabeth would take Georgiana out for another walk as Darcy would retreat into Mr. Bennet's study to work or to spend time getting to know his future father-in-law better. Darcy quickly learned from whom Elizabeth had acquired her wit.

Darcy, Bingley and Georgiana often stayed through dinner into the early evening. The only exceptions were the nights when they dined in other houses in the neighborhood and on Sundays. Sundays were the days reserved for Bingley to host them at Netherfield. He took great pleasure in anticipating Jane assuming the role as hostess and mistress of that house.

Several days after Mrs. Annesley arrived at Netherfield, she requested an interview with Darcy. "Mr. Darcy, I wish to speak with you about the future of my position."

"Mrs. Annesley, rest assured that I am very content with the service you are providing my sister."

"Thank you, Mr. Darcy, but the fact is that you will be married soon and the new Mrs. Darcy will be a wonderful sister and companion for Miss Darcy. You will not be needing my services any longer."

"But we do not wish for you to leave us."

"Mr. Darcy, you know, as I clearly stated when you hired me, that I do not need this position. I was seeking a way to be useful after my daughter had married and settled. To own the truth, I felt as though I was intruding in her life and I wished for a change. However, now that little Henry is five months old, Rachel finds that she would like my help. I have decided to accept her invitation to come and live with her family. I have given this much thought and I believe the ideal time for this transition would be after your wedding. Miss Darcy is to go to Matlock with her Aunt and Uncle. I will remove myself to London and the Glasses at that time."

After pondering her words, Darcy finally responded. "I see that I will not be able to change your mind on this matter and I agree with the wisdom of your choice. Elizabeth will indeed be a fine guide for Georgiana. Very well, it shall be as you propose. If ever I may be of any assistance to you, please do not hesitate to ask. Georgiana and I will never forget the service you have rendered to both of us. May God bless you, Mrs. Annesley. But please tell me, do you wish to be the one to inform Georgiana of your decision?"

"Yes, I believe such news should come from me."

Georgiana was understandably distressed at the news, but she soon became sensible to the logic of Mrs. Annesley's choice and she determined to enjoy the last weeks of her faithful companion's presence. Many, many things were going to change when Fitzwilliam and Elizabeth married. This was just but one of them.

It was approaching the end of May and plans were being made for Elizabeth and Jane to travel to London to purchase their trousseaus. Darcy insisted that he and Georgiana would accompany them to town. Bingley quickly voiced his conviction to be in Town at that time as well. Elizabeth and Jane would stay with the Gardiners and Mrs. Gardiner would help them with their purchases whilst Mrs. Bennet would stay in Hertfordshire to continue with the wedding plans. Elizabeth was of two minds on the matter. She was very relieved that she and Jane would not have to fight against her mother's idea of fashion. Mrs. Gardiner had already proven she was of similar tastes as her two nieces. However, Elizabeth was mortified to consider all of the changes her mother could wrought in the wedding plans with Jane, Bingley, Darcy and her away from Longbourn at this time. Only after her father spoke to her was she persuaded to continue with the set arrangements.

"Lizzy, it is my decision to keep your mother here at Longbourn."

"But why, Papa?"

"I have two reasons. First, I wish for you and Jane to enjoy your time in London. This will be the last time you two will have this opportunity before you marry and assume your new responsibilities. Second, I am afraid your mother will be unable to contain herself and would overspend on your wedding clothes allowance. Your Aunt would never do such a thing. In the end I am only thinking about the money I shall save."

"Papa!"

"Run along now, Elizabeth. My mind is made up, it shall not be moved. I will stay with Kitty, I mean Catherine, Mary, and your mother whilst you and Jane travel to London. Let me do this for you, child."

"Thank you, father."

Anne de Bourgh had spent a very lonely month alone with her mother at Rosings. Lady Catherine had been in a foul mood ever since she had learned of Darcy's engagement and of her brother's support of the match. After a sullen few weeks, Lady Catherine began making plans.

"Anne, I am taking you to London. You shall visit the finest modistes and will be in possession of an entirely new wardrobe as soon as possible. If Darcy will not have you, then we shall show him that you can do much better than a simple farmer with no title! I shall see you wed to an earl at least! I suppose I will have to let you go to Matlock, though. When you return I will see that a suitable match is in the works. Never fear, Anne, you shall be married before the end of the year if I have my way."

Anne was mortified. She now knew her mother would not be amicable to a marriage with Richard. With a heavy heart she sat down to write her Aunt of her mother's plans. A wedding in Hertfordshire looked more and more like a certainty. With such emotions surging over her, Anne wept for the loss of the dream of being married from her own home.

As Jane and Elizabeth were making their final preparations to leave for London, Mary received another letter from Mrs. Gardiner. She rushed to find Jane and Elizabeth who were walking together in the garden.

"The Gardiners have invited me to go on a tour of the Lakes with them this summer! They propose leaving two days after you wedding. I thought the invitation would never come, but then Aunt Gardiner did inform me that it would."

"That is wonderful news, Mary, though I think Papa will be loath to let you leave him alone with Mama Catherine and Lydia." Elizabeth replied sagely. "Then again, Catherine is no longer the Kitty she once was. Perhaps that will be enough for him."

Mr. Bennet was reluctant to part with Mary so soon after he would lose Jane and Elizabeth, but he was sensible to realities of Mary's situation. To deny her such a journey after the last six months would indeed be cruel and heartless. She, too, would someday leave his house and this was as good a time as any to start accustoming himself to the idea. Before long, he knew he would find himself alone again with just his wife, as he had once been 23 years before. So much had happened since then; perhaps this was a chance to begin again.

Bright and early on the first Monday of June, the Darcy carriage pulled in front of Longbourn to collect the eldest Miss Bennets. Georgiana and Mrs. Annesley were in the carriage awaiting their traveling companions. Darcy and Bingley were riding their horses abreast. Most of Jane and Elizabeth's things had been collected the night before so that there was only a minimum amount of items to be loaded and soon they were off on the road to Town.

Georgiana was disappointed that Jane and Elizabeth were not to be staying at Darcy House, but she understood Elizabeth's motives. Georgiana thought it romantic that Elizabeth refused to return again to stay as a guest. The staff already loved their soon-to-be new mistress and could not wait to welcome her as such. As it was, Georgiana would be spending much of the next two weeks in Elizabeth and Jane's company. Each had many, many things to buy. Darcy had already talked to his sister about her role in the shopping excursions. When Georgiana saw Elizabeth admiring something, but refusing to buy it because of the cost, Georgiana was to make a note of it and inform her brother. She had a very sneaking suspicion that most of those items would find their way into Elizabeth possession.

Bingley, meanwhile, had the same sort of discussion with Louisa in their exchanging of letters. He had long since forgiven her of her role in the affair with Caroline and had come to feel a protectiveness over her now that she was with child. Despite her condition, Louisa insisted she was still able to accompany her soon-to-be sister-in-law on her shopping excursions. She too, would make note of the items Jane admired but refused to buy for lack of funds. Bingley would be doing much as Darcy would, though not to the same extent as he was still feeling the financial ramifications of the November fire. All the same, Jane would be very, very surprised.

Jane, Elizabeth, Georgiana, Louisa and Mrs. Gardiner thus spent four lovely days preparing Jane and Elizabeth's trousseaus. That Friday evening the Darcys, Hursts and Bingley were invited to dine at Gracechurch Street. In the middle of the meal they were startled when Mr. Bennet was announced. One look at his brother's troubled countenance was enough to excuse Mr. Gardiner to take Mr. Bennet to the study. Ten minutes later, a visibly shaken Mr. Gardiner returned and asked Darcy and Bingley to join him in his study. Elizabeth looked at her sister and Aunt with concern. What on earth had happened?

Chapter 36

Posted on Wednesday, 13 July 2005

By the time they reached Mr. Gardiner's study, Darcy and Bingley both were very concerned. Mr. Bennet looked as if he had aged since they had last seen him but five days before.

"Mr. Darcy, Mr. Bingley. Undoubtedly you must be wondering the reason for my presence here tonight. Just this afternoon I received an express from Colonel Forster in Brighton." Darcy's sense of unease heightened. What had Lydia Bennet done? "My youngest daughter, Lydia, has eloped, has left her friends and thrown herself into the power of a Mr. Wickham." Darcy bristled at the mention of that name. "They were traced as far as London but no further. They have not gone on to Gretna Greene."

Mr. Bennet fell silent. He knew what he must now do but was having trouble saying the words. At last he resumed. "As the situation now stands, I am honor bound to release you from your obligations to my family. I do not need to consult my daughters on this. They would be in full agreement with me, no matter how much it would pain them. I will not have you share in our pain and disgrace." Unable to bear any more, Mr. Bennet rose to leave the room before the tears that were threatening, would be shed. He had not taken more than three steps when he felt a strong hand grab his arm. He turned to see Darcy staring intently into his eyes with Bingley rising to follow.

"I will not relent Mr. Bennet. I will marry Elizabeth. I have given her my pledge and you have given me your consent." Darcy said in a low voice. "I will not allow George Wickham to triumph over me again!"

Mr. Bennet was astonished at the ferocity in Darcy's voice. Clearly the two men had a history together and he doubted there was much good to tell.

Bingley, not wishing to be outdone by his friend added, "I WILL marry Jane, Mr. Bennet. I am not afraid or ashamed of my choice now, nor do I ever intend to be in the future. Please tell us, what can we do to help?"

"We must speak to my cousin, Colonel Fitzwilliam, as soon as possible. He knows all about Wickham and he will be an invaluable help. You must tell us every thing you know, Mr. Bennet. If I know Wickham, he will want to be found. We must be prepared before we met him to ensure he marries Miss Lydia on our terms." Darcy said without waiting for a reply.

Mr. Bennet stared at the two gentlemen before him. He was, to put it mildly, very relieved at the constancy of their love for his daughters. He wasted no time in sharing the entire content of the express. He had sent an express back to Colonel Forster asking him to meet him the next morning at Gracechurch Street. It was agreed that they should all meet again in the morning. But first, they needed to inform the rest of the party of the contents of the express. Bingley assured the other men that the Hursts would not betray their secret and could be trusted with the truth. Darcy was concerned for his sister, but realized that this was an opportunity for her to put the past with Wickham behind her. She would be distressed, but somehow he knew she would be more concerned about Elizabeth and her sisters than herself.

The men all returned to the dining room. Darcy, Bingley and Mr. Gardiner sat down and each took the hand of their beloved, as Mr. Bennet remained standing to address the party.

"I have just finished informing the gentlemen of the contents of an express I received just this afternoon. Lydia has left Brighton with an Officer named George Wickham." Elizabeth, Jane and Georgiana all gasped. "They have been traced to London but no further. Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley have offered their assistance in finding the wayward couple and bringing about the marriage. We will keep you informed of our progress. For now, let us pray that we find them quickly." Mr. Bennet turned to address his daughters and their fiancées. "Would you please rejoin me in the study?"

The four arose and followed him back into the study. When the door was shut, Mr. Bennet took the hand of each daughter. "Do not despair, we will find them. Your future husbands will have it no other way," and then Mr. Bennet left, the four of them stunned that he would do so.

Elizabeth began to sob and Darcy moved to comfort her. At first she resisted, but Darcy insisted and she allowed him to hold her in his arms. At last able to speak and she pushed herself out of his embrace. Brokenhearted she tearfully spoke.

"In light of the events of the evening, I feel honor bound to release you from our engagement."

Darcy took her forcible into his embrace again and said, "No, Elizabeth. We will marry on July 11th as we planned. Please trust me and let me do this for you." Then, before she could protest, he kissed her deeply and passionately. Elizabeth responded back just as passionately, her heart overflowing with relief. Surely this was the best man she had ever known.

If Elizabeth had enough sense at the moment to be mortified at her behavior, she need not have worried. Much the same scene was being played out between Jane and Bingley. Jane too had offered to end the engagement, but Bingley would have none of it. And while Darcy and Elizabeth were occupied, so too were Bingley and Jane. The four of them gradually became aware of their situation at roughly the same time. They smiled sheepishly at the other couple and Elizabeth said, "We will tell no one if you promise the same."

"I do not think any of us has any other option," Bingley replied.

After Jane and Elizabeth helped each other with their appearance, they rejoined the rest of the party. Mr. Bennet gave them a wry smile and raised his eyebrows as they regained their seats. Darcy finally recalled his sister's presence and was relieved to see the determined look on her face. He could tell what she was thinking; this was a time to be strong for Elizabeth. He was filled with pride for his much grown up younger sister. She had come so far in the last ten months and they owed much of it to the remarkable woman he was to marry.

Darcy was surprised to see his cousin waiting for him when they returned to Darcy House.

"Fitzwilliam, just the man I need to see. I was going to send a servant to fetch you as soon as I got home."

"Darcy, I have urgent news about Wickham. I think we will finally have our revenge. He has deserted, run away with some young thing to London."

"Yes, I know."

"But how?"

"That young lady you were referring to is Elizabeth's younger sister."

"That certainly changes the situation. Do you think he chose her because of you?

"Yes, I do. I am also certain that he found her more than willing."

"What will you do now?"

"If you are asking me if I still plan on marrying Elizabeth, then the answer is yes, I am. We are also going to find Wickham and make him marry Miss Lydia. I cannot think of a more appropriate punishment than to shackle him with Lydia Bennet as a wife."

Darcy's smile surprised his cousin. "And how are you going to ensure that he does not leave her, Darcy?"

"You let me worry about that. I plan on making it impossible for Wickham to run out on his bride. Now, I can use your assistance in other areas if my plans are to come to fruition. I need you to travel to Brighton to gain Colonel Williams' assistance. I also need you to enquire about buying a certain commission I have in mind."

"I am at your service. Colonel Williams will be livid that any of his officers have acted in such a deplorable manner. I am certain we may count on his full assistance. He will have taken this very personally."

After detailing his plans to his cousin, Darcy summoned his most trusted servant to his study. "Jones, I have a very important errand for you in the morning. I need you to travel to Surry to investigate a matter for me. I want you to discover any debts that have been incurred by George Wickham. You are to take this letter with you and give it to his creditors. In the letter I am offering to assume all of Mr. Wickham's debts. Please bring back a detailed listing of all such debts. On Monday I will instruct my banker to pay them all. Please assure the merchants that they should have their money by Tuesday. That should insure their prompt cooperation."

"Very good sir, I will leave first thing in the morning."

"One more thing, Jones. Tell no one here the nature of you business."

"As you wish, Mr. Darcy."

Before Darcy retired for the evening, he checked on his sister.

"You received quite a shock this evening. Are you well?"

"Thank you, I am well. What will you do about Wickham, Fitzwilliam?"

"I will find him, make him marry, and send him away. Does this distress you?"

"No, I am only concerned for Elizabeth, Jane, Mary and Catherine."

Darcy smiled, "It speaks well of you, sister. You have grown much in this last year. I am very proud of you, Georgiana."

"Thank you, Fitzwilliam. That is a good pride and not the insufferable Darcy pride you speak of?"

Darcy smiled at her impertinence. "Sometimes I wonder at the influence of Elizabeth over you. Perhaps I should have a word with her."

"Only if you promise to encourage her to never change."

Darcy and Georgiana smiled at each other and Darcy left for his own chambers.

Mr. Bennet was surprised to see Darcy is such a good mood when he arrived the next morning. Mr. Bennet had not slept well and he was a bit annoyed at the younger man's good humor.

"You appear to be in an exceptionally good mood this morning considering the circumstances." Mr. Bennet shot out.

Darcy, sensing the older gentleman's frustration, sought to appease him. "Mr. Bennet, please do not feel that I am insensitive to the anguish you now find yourself in. I am very angry with George Wickham. However, I have reason to believe that all will turn out well. But, perhaps it would be wise to inform you of that gentleman's association with my family."

Darcy proceeded to inform Mr. Bennet his entire history with Wickham, including Ramsgate. When he was finished, Mr. Bennet was amazed.

"You said you informed Elizabeth of this back in November?"

"Yes, because of her close acquaintance with my sister, she needed to know."

"And you arranged for Mr. Wickham's transfer?"

"Yes, it was the best solution to the situation. If I had known he was to be at Brighton, I would have warned you not to send Miss Lydia. I am certain he pursued her because of me. For that I am sorry."

"It is not your fault, sir. I can see no flaws in your motives and actions. You sought to protect your sister from potential ruin. How then do you propose to deal with Wickham and still safeguard your sister and my daughter?"

"With the one thing Wickham understands, money!"

"Mr. Darcy, I cannot allow you to pay off the scoundrel. He will demand more than I can, in good conscience, ask you to pay out."

"You underestimate the cards we hold. He will more than agree to our terms before we are done."

"What part would you have me play, Mr. Darcy?"

"I must speak with Bingley before I give you a final answer, but I would ask that you enter into an engagement to provide for Lydia £100 per annum as well as assure her of her equal share of the sum of the money secured for your children upon your and your wife's decease."

"So little, Mr. Darcy?"

"Bingley and I will see to it that they will have more to live on, with sufficient attachments that will ensure Wickham's good behavior. And you should not plan on seeing your daughter for many years after her marriage. They will be sent to some place far enough away to guarantee they will not return to wreck havoc on our lives anytime soon."

"Fanny will miss Lydia most terribly, but I must say I am warming to the idea of sending Lydia away to gain some maturity and sense."

"Then let us hope that will be accomplished!"

Bingley joined them not long after. Darcy took his friend aside to gain his cooperation in the payoff of George Wickham. Darcy would be the one to lay out the principle sum but Bingley was more than willing to match Mr. Bennet's yearly sum and to pledge his portion of the tiered payment Darcy was proposing. Colonel Forster arrived a half hour later and he and Mr. Gardiner joined the conference.

The Colonel briefed the men on the events leading up to the elopement. "After your warning, Mr. Bennet, I kept a diligent watch over Miss Lydia. She was never allowed out of the house by herself and was made to always keep within my sight whilst at balls and parties. Unfortunately, this was not enough to protect her. I am mortified that this could have happened and I apologize for failing to protect your daughter, Mr. Bennet."

"There is no need, sir. I fear the same would have happened if I were there. Lydia is a head-strong, silly girl and was ready to throw herself at the first man who courted her."

"Colonel Forster," Darcy asked, "have you been in contact with Colonel Williams over the affair?"

"Yes, I have. He is as chagrinned as I am. I hope you catch Wickham and give Williams ten minutes alone with the cad."

"I had thought much along the same lines. Never fear, sir, he shall be dealt with. Do you know if he left any debts in Brighton?"

"Most assuredly. Both with tradesmen and debts of honor! I made several inquiries before I left. Lieutenant Denny was quite helpful. It seems Wickham owes him a great deal of money."

"Excellent! If you would speak to Denny when you return, I would like a listing of those debts."

"Anything I can do to help, sir"

After Colonel Forster left, Darcy began detailing his plans. Mr. Bennet was impressed. Darcy left little to chance and once Colonel Fitzwilliam returned and Wickham was found, it would not be long before there was a wedding.

Darcy was most pleased to see Elizabeth after meeting with the gentlemen in the study. Elizabeth still seemed out of sorts from digesting all that had occurred in the past twenty-four hours. Darcy suggested a walk and Bingley was quick to ask Jane as well. They walked down to the nearest park, at which point the two couples split off in different directions. Darcy wasted no time in reassuring Elizabeth of his love and commitment to her.

"Please trust me, Elizabeth, all will turn out well. Your sister will soon be found and they will be made to marry if, in fact, they already have not."

"How can you be so certain?"

Darcy looked roguishly at her. "I am Fitzwilliam Darcy, Master of Pemberley and of a reported £10,000 a year. I always get what I want."

"Always?"

"Thank God, yes. For I would be lost without you, Elizabeth," Darcy said as her took her gloved hand and raised it to his lips for the most seductive of kisses. Elizabeth shivered and Darcy looked upon her with his intense gaze, pleased to be able to elicit such reactions in her.

That afternoon, Colonel Fitzwilliam arrived in London accompanied by Colonel Williams. They met with Darcy, this time at Gracechurch Street.

"If you find the scoundrel, I would like ten minutes alone with him!" Colonel Williams spat out.

"I am in complete sympathy, Colonel. Did you bring his list of debts and the extra men?"

"Yes, I did. Though I am very interested in your plan."

"Could you confirm the penalty for desertion, Colonel Williams?"

Colonel Williams confirmed what Darcy already knew and was very impressed on how Darcy planned on using this. He would enjoy the part he had to play. Wickham had embarrassed him and he was delighted to see that the wastrel would get his comeuppance.

Darcy began to make inquiries amongst Wickham's known acquaintances in town. He was not surprised to learn that he had turned to his old friend, Mrs. Younge, for help. She was not, however, forthcoming with any information. Darcy was forced to bribe the woman who was willing to ruin his sister. But at last the location of the missing couple was ascertained. Darcy sent servants to verify the location. Once he was certain they were there, he set sentries on them to see that they did not slip away before Darcy was ready for his move. Finally, on Monday morning Darcy was in possession of all that he needed. He set off to pick up his cousin and Colonel Williams and his men. Bingley would see to purchasing the special license and Mr. Bennet and Mr. Gardiner would arrange for the parson to perform the ceremony. Colonel Fitzwilliam had already arranged for Wickham's new commission. All that was left to be done was to confront the couple.

Lydia was the first to alert Wickham of the impending doom. She was sitting next to the window when suddenly she exclaimed, "La, that is Mr. Darcy with your commanding officer? Whatever can they be doing here?"

Wickham was unsurprised to see Darcy, but the presence of Colonel Williams unnerved him. He briefly contemplated fleeing but realized the futility of such an action. Darcy was coming prepared; undoubtedly they had been watched. Flight was impossible. Wickham poured himself a brandy to calm his nerves before his guests arrived.

Darcy knocked on the door of the room. The accommodations were even worse than he imagined. He could not tell Elizabeth of the conditions he found her sister in.

"Well, well, well! If it is not my old friend Darcy. Come in. I see you have been so kind to ensure my commanding officer was able to find me. I was unsure if he would be able to decipher my directions."

Darcy addressed Lydia, "Miss Bennet, your family is very worried about you. There is a carriage waiting a short distance from here. Let me escort you to it so you may return to your family.

"I want to stay with George. We are to be married!"

"Yes, Miss Lydia, you are indeed to be married. But your family desires you to be married from one of their homes. Besides, if you do not return to Gracechurch Street, how will you ever buy your wedding clothes? Mrs. Gardiner is ready to take you shopping as soon as you return."

Lydia was still doubtful, but Wickham knew she needed to leave so that they could get down to business. This was the reason why he seduced her in the first place.

"Lydia, my love. Darcy is right. Please, let him send you to Gracechurch Street and I will call on you tonight. Right Darcy?"

"Mr. Wickham will see you tonight. I give you my word." Darcy confirmed.

With this last little bit of reassurance, Lydia was finally convinced to leave. Darcy nodded to the Colonel on their way out.

Ten minutes later, Darcy returned from seeing off Lydia with Colonel Fitzwilliam in tow. He had been waiting patiently with the carriage. They had decided not to risk panicking Wickham with his presence when the first contact was made. They entered the room to find Colonel Williams calmly sitting in a chair and Wickham lying doubled up on the floor.

"Do not worry. I took special pains not to damage his face. We would not wish his appearance marred for his wedding, would we?" Williams said answering their unspoken question. "Thank you for the promised ten minutes, Darcy. I am much obliged. Get him up on the chair." Colonel Fitzwilliam ordered the two soldiers who had been waiting outside of the room.

Once Wickham was seated, Darcy began. "George, old boy, I cannot tell you how satisfying it is for Richard and I to finally see you get what is coming to you. You must know that I hold all the cards so I am warning you to be reasonable. I intend to see you and your bride comfortably provided for. All you need to do is act the gentleman you have always pretended to be and you will never be poor for the rest of your life."

Wickham looked up, eyes full of fear and hope. "I am listening."

"Since you have chosen Miss Lydia Bennet to warm your bed. You shall marry her, tomorrow."

Wickham blanched at the rapidity of his fate.

"Upon you marriage you will receive a commission in the regular Army and will be posted to Fort York, in Canada. You will remain there for the next five years. You must live on your army pay and the yearly allowance you shall receive from Mr. Bennet, Mr. Bingley and myself. We will each give you £100. If you should have any children, I will increase my portion by another £25 per child. In addition to this, I will immediately settle a sum of £3,000 on Miss Lydia in such a way that she will have complete control over the money. For the first five years, all interest will be reinvested into principle. At the end of five years you will be given the option of returning to England or staying in Canada. If you should chose to return to England, I will see to your family's passage but that is all. If you decide to remain in Canada, you will be given a final settlement of an additional £1,000 once again completely under the control of your wife. You will continue to receive your yearly allowance for as long as your wife or your children live. However, if it ever comes to light that you have mistreated or abandoned her, I will have you brought back to England and thrown into debtors prison until you can repay these." Darcy threw out the letters proving Darcy had assumed all of his debts in Brighton and in Surry.

"So, George, are you ready to be married tomorrow or do you want to go to prison. Once you have served out your term for desertion, you will be sent to debtor's prison. It is your choice. Or maybe I should just let Richard run you through. It is certainly the cheapest option for me. With four impeccable witnesses that they saw you lunge at him with a knife, he will never even set foot in a courtroom."

"Which church am I to be married from, Darcy?"

"Do not trouble yourself on such trivial matters. Colonel Williams and his men will be sure to have you there on time. I will settle up your account and make sure you are presentable to you fiancé this evening. Gentleman, escort the lieutenant to the coach."

The two soldiers roughly escorted Wickham out of the room. Darcy and the two colonels stayed behind. Darcy poured them all a drink. "To Miss Lydia Bennet, may she make George Wickham's life a living hell!"

Chapter 37

Posted on Wednesday, 13 July 2005

Lydia arrived in the carriage at her Uncle's house in Gracechurch Street. She swept into the foyer without a care in the world. No remorse could be seen over the difficult situation she had placed her family in. Lydia did not see she had done anything terribly wrong. She would be married soon enough to her beloved George. She had no cause to repine. Her Aunt took one look at her and knew any attempts at impressing upon Lydia the officiousness of her impropriety would be fruitless. Mrs. Gardiner also knew that she would not have to deal with her wayward niece for long. By dinnertime tomorrow she should be married and making plans to relocate across the Atlantic.

"Aunt Gardiner, it is good to see you. I am to be married! La, I am the youngest and I shall be the first of all my sisters! Mr. Darcy sent me to you as soon as could be. He said we would be going shopping. Let me just see to my things in my room and I will be ready shortly."

Mrs. Gardiner had nary a chance to speak a word before Lydia bounded up the stairs to her room. 'So much for a lecture!' she sighed.

Lydia was back downstairs before long, eager to begin her shopping. While waiting for her Aunt, she noticed that Jane and Elizabeth were in the drawing room. "Jane, Lizzy, what are you doing here?"

"If you recall, we are to be married next month. We came to town to shop for our wedding clothes, or did you not bother to read my letter," came Elizabeth curt reply.

"Oh yes, now I do recall you mentioning that. I have just been so busy with my dear Wickham that I forgot. Aunt Gardiner and I are going shopping... did you know that I am to be wed?"

"Yes, Lydia, we are well informed about your situation," was all Elizabeth trusted herself to say.

Fortunately, Mrs. Gardiner chose that moment to appear. She came not a moment too soon. Elizabeth was seriously contemplating strangling her foolish youngest sister. She was sure that the only reason she had been able to refrain so far was Jane's calming influence beside her.

When Lydia and their Aunt had departed, Elizabeth turned to her sister. "Jane, I am thinking some very ungenerous thoughts at the moment."

"For once, Elizabeth, I do not blame you in the slightest."

After seeing Colonel Williams back to his lodgings, Darcy headed back to Darcy House. He could think of nothing but a bath to wash away the filth of the morning's dealings. Properly cleaned and attired, He made his way to Gracechurch Street and Elizabeth.

"I see that neither of you ladies is occupied by shopping today," Darcy said as he was shown into the drawing room.

"Our Aunt is other-wised engaged with Lydia at present," Elizabeth replied as Darcy leaned over her hand to bestow a kiss.

"Have either your father or your uncle returned?"

"No, but they told us not to expect them until later in the afternoon. Please tell us about finding Lydia." Elizabeth urged.

"Suffice it to say that they were found and if all goes well they will be married tomorrow and on their way to Mr. Wickham's new post within the next two weeks. Only you sister's shopping is delaying their departure."

Elizabeth noted his evasive answer to her question. Clearly he did not wish to speak of the events of the morning. Whether he found the whole experience loathsome or he was trying to protect her she knew not, but she was inclined to let him have his way, for now.

Darcy stayed until Mr. Bennet and Mr. Gardiner returned. Bingley sent word that the license had been procured and the other gentlemen confirmed that the parson had been engaged. Lydia and Wickham would be safely married tomorrow morning. All were relieved at the news. Darcy felt guilty about bringing up the next subject.

"I was forced to make a promise to Miss Lydia to guarantee her removal to Gracechurch Street." All eyes were on Darcy now. "When she expressed her desire to stay with Wickham, I was forced to promise that he would visit her here this evening. I am very sorry to impose so on you, Mr. Gardiner, but I saw no other option to ensure her cooperation."

"I am not distressed, Mr. Darcy. After all that you have done for our family, I think I can tolerate his presence in my home for one evening." Mr. Gardiner offered graciously.

"You will further understand that I believe it imprudent for me to be here this evening."

"We understand completely." Mr. Gardiner answered

Jane, who knew little of the gentlemen's plans petitioned for an overview of them.

"The wedding will take place tomorrow at eleven o'clock, I assume that Miss Lydia will ask one of you to be her bridesmaid." Elizabeth looked at Jane, knowing Lydia would ask her oldest sister. "After the wedding, Mr. Bingley will host a wedding breakfast. He wished to have some role to play and knew that I would not allow the groom into my home. I have arranged suitable lodgings for the Wickhams until their ship leaves next week."

"Ship?" Jane interrupted Darcy.

"As part of the arrangements for the wedding, Mr. Wickham was purchased a commission in the Army and has been assigned to Fort York in Canada." Jane gasped at the news. "They will spend the next five years there."

"Does Lydia know of this?" Elizabeth asked.

"She will tonight. Mrs. Gardiner knows and will see that she purchases the appropriate clothing for her new home." Darcy replied. "Mr. Wickham will be required to report to duty here in town Wednesday. His new commission carries with it harsh penalties if he does not." No one in the room missed the import of these words. "However, he will be allowed to travel to Hertfordshire for three days before their ship leaves. Mr. Bennet has agreed that they should go to Longbourn for Mrs. Bennet's sake. Five years is a long time, and they may choose not to return to England at the end of them."

Right then, Elizabeth was not sure if she was saddened or relieved to hear her sister would be an ocean away. She believed she would be content if she never saw Wickham again. That man had caused too much pain to the people she held most dear. Any relief from him would always be most welcome.

Darcy continued, "I will take my leave now and come first thing in the morning with the final settlement papers. Elizabeth, would you accompany me to my carriage?" Mr. Bennet nodded his ascent.

Before she knew what he was about, Darcy pulled Elizabeth into an alcove and kissed her thoroughly. "That was to fortify me for the day ahead. I do not wish to face the next 24 hours without first tasting the pleasure you bestow on me."

Lydia Bennet made a beautiful bride. Despite a decided lack of decorum and common sense, she was a beautiful young woman. How the years in the wilds of Canada would treat her was anyone's guess. Elizabeth was correct in assuming Jane would be the bridesmaid. She was relieved to have been passed over for the honor. Darcy himself stood up with Wickham. He wanted to make sure nothing would go wrong at this late stage. He would put nothing past his boyhood playmate. After the wedding was over, and the bride and groom had signed the registry, Darcy saw to it that Wickham signed the settlement papers before they left the church. Thus, when Mr. & Mrs. George Wickham first stepped out into the sunshine as man and wife, their fates had been sealed. In ten days time they would sail away from England, possibly forever.

At the wedding breakfast, Darcy approached Elizabeth and Jane as they stood away from the rest of the party.

"You have not had much chance to shop these past few days. I have spoken to your father and he agrees with me that you should prolong your stay in London for a few more days. Georgiana and Mrs. Hurst are still willing to escort you around to the various shops when Mrs. Gardiner is occupied with Mrs. Wickham." Darcy had a difficult time speaking Lydia's new name without malice. "I, of course, will remain in London as long as you do and will personally escort you back to Longbourn."

"It appears as though you have the situation well in hand, Fitzwilliam." Elizabeth teased.

"I look forward to many years of arranging for you comfort and safety, my dear." Turning to address Jane directly, Darcy said, "How do you like your future home, Miss Bennet?"

"It is a lovely home, and not too far from yours, Mr. Darcy."

"For my horses sakes, I am grateful. I believe the future Mrs. Darcy and Mrs. Bingley will spend much time traveling between the two residences."

"While their husbands are traveling in the opposite direction?" Jane asked.

It took Darcy a moment to realize that he was being teased by Jane. As comprehension dawned he could not resist responding. "Elizabeth, I believe you are more like your sister than I ever realized. Bingley truly will be a fortunate man!"

"Did you think me lacking, sir?" Jane continued.

"A gentleman would never admit to believing a lady lacking in anything, Miss Bennet. It is hazardous to their well-being!" Elizabeth was delighted in the exchange between Darcy and Jane. Darcy still had much to learn about her family. Perhaps when he knew them better, he would understand her even more.

Colonel Fitzwilliam attended the wedding of Lydia Bennet and George Wickham. He had to see for himself the cur getting married. Revenge had been long in coming, but it had been sweet. As soon has the happy couple were officially wed, the Colonel hastened back to his parent's home.

"It is done." Colonel Fitzwilliam announced to his parents. They had been informed of the circumstances of the wedding. Darcy felt his Uncle needed to know the truth in the event things did not go as planned. Lord Matlock was impressed by the rapidity and thoroughness of Darcy's preparation. But this was not surprising; Lord and Lady Matlock knew Darcy to be a man of action rather than words. Once he decided on a course, he worked to its conclusion with a single-mindedness that was, at times, startling. This was one of the reasons they so highly approved of Miss Bennet. She would not back down to Darcy when she knew she was in the right and she had the perfect personality to pull him out of despair whenever things would not go as planned.

"I told you one day he would make a mistake. He thought he had found a gold mine in Lydia Bennet. That she is not. Perhaps a coal mine, though. She will be the means of making sure they have enough to live on comfortably, as long as he behaves himself and they do not live extravagantly." Lord Matlock said smugly.

"Where they are going, so long as he keeps away from debts of honor, they should finish his five years with money in the bank. There is not much to spend money on there," the Colonel answered.

"Never underestimate the power of a woman to overspend her allowance, son."

"Hugh!"

"You are one of the exceptions, my dear. A more economical wife I could not wish for!"

Their son smiled at his parent's loving banter. He could never remember a time when they did not tease each other. He knew he was privileged to grow up in such an affectionate home.

"Richard, Anne is in Town." Lady Matlock said suddenly changing the subject.

"What?"

"My dear sister-in-law decided to bring Anne to Town to go shopping. She is planning on throwing Anne into society after she returns from visiting us at Matlock. She has vowed to Anne that she will be engaged to at least an Earl before the year is out."

The Colonel felt as though he had been punched. It was apparent, by his Aunt's actions, that he would never be accepted as an eligible suitor for Anne. Lord Matlock looked upon his son sympathetically. It was time to make his offer.

"Richard, do not despair. You and Anne will be wed. Do you still wish to follow through with the plans to marry in Hertfordshire? You could marry at Matlock, or even here in town."

"No father, we will marry in Hertfordshire if it is still agreeable with the others. If Anne cannot be married from her home, she should at least be able to marry in front of the rest of her family. If we do not marry with Darcy, we will have to wait too long before another wedding can be quietly arranged and the family gathered. Should we tell my sisters and brother?"

"Yes, son." Lady Matlock answered. "Let them share in your joy and not be shocked when they see you standing up in the front of the church. They would be hurt if they felt you could not trust them."

"You are correct, as usual, Mother. Very well, we will tell them before you leave for Matlock. I will need to stay in London for now. First to keep an eye on Wickham, second, to arrange selling my commission. With the terms of Uncle Lewis' new will, Anne does not need to be married to a soldier. I will remain in the Army until after the wedding. I do not wish to raise any undue suspicions beforehand."

"Richard," Lord Matlock began, "I have another offer for you to consider. You and Anne will have the house in town, but that will not prepare you for running Rosings once Catherine is gone. My steward at Greenebrooke has written to inform me that he is ready to retire. He has offered to stay for the remainder of the year to train someone to take his place. If you wish it, you may take possession of Greenebrooke after you are married. Mr. Phelps is a competent man who will teach you well. The house there is not large, but it is comfortable and in no need of repairs. It would be a wonderful place for you to begin your life with Anne. Lancashire is far away from Kent. At an income of £2,000 per annum, Greenebrooke is large enough for you to be indoctrinated, but small enough to not overwhelm. You do not need to give me your answer today. Think about it. Anne will come next Monday and we will not depart until Wednesday. That should give the two of you a chance to discuss it amongst yourselves."

"I do not know what to say Father, I am speechless."

Lord Matlock walked over and put his hand on his son's shoulder. "When we advised you children to look to your heart to marry, Greenebrooke was always in the back of our minds. Let us do this for you, if it is what you want. Your brother knows of this offer. I am sorry to have shared your news without your knowledge, but it was necessary that he be in agreement in the event that something unfortunate happened to me. He is in complete support of this course of action, Richard."

"Thank you, Father, I would never have dreamed you would offer me such. I must first speak with Anne. If she is in agreement, we will go to Greenebrooke. It is a lovely estate, Father; I always wondered why you kept it. Now I know."

It had been a quiet morning in Mrs. Blackwell's home. Her niece had taken to spending the morning pouring over the latest newspapers from London. She vividly recalled her response to the letter from Bingley announcing his engagement. Caroline had grown red with anger upon hearing the news and had stormed out of the house. Her mood had only slightly recovered when she returned hours later. When Mrs. Blackwell had inquired after where she had been, Caroline responded with a sullen look and retired to her room for the night.

All of the sudden, Mrs. Blackwell heard a, "This cannot be!" shouted out by her niece. With a sense of foreboding, Mrs. Blackwell followed the source of the outburst and found Caroline pacing, her lips pursed in a straight line, her anger obvious. When Caroline realized she was no longer alone, she threw the paper at he Aunt.

"Do you see that? That notice in the middle of the page! That little... country... chit has stolen my man! My Mr. Darcy! How dare she! I am of a mind to leave here at once and... and... and go directly to Darcy to show him what a mistake he is making. Or, should I say, to see how that... Eliza Bennet has entrapped him!"

"Caroline Bingley, you will do no such thing! You are a fool to have thought Darcy would ever have offered to you. Charles has told me how for years you have chased after Darcy and how, for years, he has rebuffed all of your allusions. You must face the facts, Caroline. Darcy will marry Miss Elizabeth Bennet and there is nothing you can do to stop it. I suggest you get used to the idea, for your own good!"

Caroline stared at her Aunt, horrified at the truth before her. Without a word she stormed out of the room, left the house and she did not return until it was nearly dark, her anger only slightly abated. For two days she did not leave her room. Finally, on the third day she re-appeared.

"Are you now reconciled to the situation, Caroline?"

"I do not wish to speak of it, Aunt."

"Very well, Caroline. But sooner or later you will need to stand up to the facts and behave like a lady."

"I resent the fact that you do not believe me capable of proper behavior, Aunt."

"Until you show me otherwise, Caroline, I shall maintain my doubts."

On Saturday, Mr. Bennet escorted the newly married couple back to Hertfordshire. He had rather preferred to stay in London; Mr. Darcy had proven to be in possession of a most excellent library. (He had accompanied Elizabeth on a visit to her future home on Thursday.) Mr. Bennet was loath to leave his wife alone with Lydia and her husband. He was sure she would give her favorite all of the money in the house if he did not go to Longbourn. Lydia had not changed. When they arrive home and Mrs. Bennet, Mary and Catherine greeted them Lydia could not help say how proud she was to bring home such a handsome husband. As they began walking into the house and Mary and Catherine fell in behind their parents, Lydia stopped her two sisters and reminded them that she now went before them, for she was a married woman. Mary and Catherine were mortified at such indignant treatment. Lydia was correct, but she could have used more tact in claiming her rights. Silently Mary thanked the Lord that they would be at Longbourn but three days!

At dinner, Lydia continued her insensitivity by failing to notice the amendment of her sister's name. Mary and Mr. Bennet called Catherine by her Christian name but Lydia took no heed. Even Wickham had the good manners to address his new sister as Miss Catherine. Lydia was Lydia still.

Mrs. Bennet took great pride in introducing her new son-in-law that next morning in church. Miraculously, no word of the circumstances in Lydia's marriage had leaked out. All that was known was that Lydia had eloped with the handsome young officer. No one suspected the length of time between the elopement and marriage. At least they had escaped that portion of the scandal. Lydia had been threatened with the loss of her inheritance if she breathed a single word of it to anyone. By some miracle, she actually was able to comprehend the magnitude of the threat and kept this sordid detail to herself.

Monday, after lunch, Mr. Bennet escorted the couple back to London. He was in no mood to take any unnecessary risks. He need not have worried. Wickham preferred a respectable life to a life constantly on the run, worrying everyday about just staying alive. Now, if there was a way he could make his wife behave more quietly, life would be bearable, he hoped.

After depositing the couple at their lodgings, Mr. Bennet joined his other daughters at his brother's home. He was not surprised to find Bingley and Darcy there. That evening, Darcy asked Mr. Bennet to join with him and Bingley in a private conference. The men settled into Mr. Gardiner's study with their glasses of port.

"I see that you have a preference for port, Mr. Bennet," Darcy remarked. "I do not believe I have ever seen you with any other drink in your hand away from the dinner table."

"A fine glass of port is one of life's treasures. While other men have their variety of drinks, I prefer to stay with my first love." Darcy could not help but smile at the older gentleman. "What would you speak to me and Mr. Bingley of, sir?"

"I have further news from my cousins. My Aunt Catherine has decreed a new wardrobe for my cousin Anne in order to secure an earl for a husband. Richard and Anne would like to marry with us in Hertfordshire."

"Jane and I still are firm in our acceptance of this Darcy. We are willing to share a wedding day if you still are."

"The final decision is yours, Mr. Bennet. Bingley and I will abide by whatever it is." Darcy finished.

Mr. Bennet looked at the two men before him. Their selflessness shamed him. He had been a selfish creature all of his life. He was raised with good principles but when left alone to follow them, he did not. He neglected those put under his care. Only by the grace of God did four of his daughters escaped ruin from such an under-supervised upbringing.

"I am amazed at the course of action you have chosen and the honor and respect you show Colonel Fitzwilliam and Miss de Bourgh. If you chose such a wedding, then such a wedding it shall be. I must say, my wife shall go distracted at the memory of it."

"Thank you, Mr. Bennet. I have conferred with Lord Matlock and Colonel Fitzwilliam and we are all in agreement that no one other than those who are already aware of the secret should know. Lady Catherine can not stop the wedding, but she could disrupt it." Darcy hesitated to add, "This means that Mrs. Bennet should not be told."

Mr. Bennet considered feigning outrage but decided that it would not be in good taste. "I am in full agreement Mr. Darcy. But I do not think Longbourn will be big enough to host such a wedding breakfast. Mr. Bingley, I anticipate my wife asking that it be held at Netherfield. Would that be agreeable to you?"

"I had thought much in the same way. Jane and I have discussed this as well and we both agree that this is a sensible course of action." Bingley replied.

"Good, good. That is one more item that my wife will be made busy with instead of bothering me in my study. I only hope you know what you are getting yourself into Mr. Bingley." Mr. Bennet gave him as wry smile.

Thursday saw the whole family that was in London bid farewell to the Wickhams as they boarded the coach that would take them to Southampton where the ship that would take them to Canada awaited. Colonel Fitzwilliam rode his horse along side the coach. It was too near the end to grow careless. Once Wickham and Lydia were on the ship, everyone would finally breath easier.

That afternoon Jane and Elizabeth attended their final fittings. There was little left to do the next day, but for them to shop for a special gift for their fiancés. Jane found a lovely stickpin but Elizabeth had another type of gift in mind. She had asked her Uncle Gardiner to make some inquiries for her. When the particular item was found, she had asked for it to be put aside for her. They stopped and collected it on the way home.

"Are you going to tell me what you bought, Lizzy?" Jane asked after they were home.

"No, this is between Fitzwilliam and me."

"But you helped me pick out Charles' gift," Elizabeth laughed at her sister's whiny tone.

"You have not tried that tone of voice for many years, Jane. I suggest you save it for someone who will be influenced by it!"

"Very well, though you take great delight in vexing me!" Jane said in her best imitation of her mother.

Monday morning, the party returned to Hertfordshire. Jane, Elizabeth, Georgiana and Mrs. Annesley shared one carriage, the gentleman another. It had been an interesting time in London and the wedding was just a month away.

Chapter 38

Posted on Wednesday, 13 July 2005

Lady Catherine de Bourgh was not happy. She had come to London to purchase a new wardrobe for her daughter Anne as the first step in the process of giving her away in marriage. Anne was less than enthusiastic about the entire process.

"I would think you would be more enthusiastic about shopping, Anne."

Anne would have been if she had not had to chaff under her mother's ideas of fashion. Every time the modiste would show them the latest, most elegant designs, Lady Catherine would scoff at the 'brazen impropriety' of the gowns. In truth, they were no more daring than the ones her mother had worn in the portraits taken in her youth. The selection of each new gown turned into a slow torture, almost a battle of wills. The gowns that were finally settled upon were lovely, but a compromise nevertheless.

It was time to take Anne to her brother's house. Hugh Fitzwilliam was still not back in Lady Catherine's good graces. He had supported Darcy and ruined all of her many years of planning. It was insupportable! To add to the indignity of it all, she had no choice but to allow Anne to go to Matlock and worse, to Darcy's wedding. It was most vexing indeed!

All of Matlock house was relieved when Lay Catherine finally took her leave. The general feeling of ill will and malice that accompanied her visit pervaded every room she visited. Anne sighed in visible relief when the front door closed signaling her mother's exit.

"Aunt Helen, you have no idea how difficult this last month had been."

"You are safe now, Anne. The next time you face your mother, you will be a married woman with a home of your own."

"Where is Richard?"

"Ah, now we come to the important point. He had his duties to attend to today. He will dine with us this evening."

Lady Helena came into the room. "Anne, it is good to see you!"

"Helena, I owe my presence here to your kind invitation."

"Nonsense, Anne, we all know you are here for Richard!"

"You know of our engagement?" Anne was pleased but fearful at the same moment.

"Do not fear, Anne," Lady Matlock said reassuringly. "Richard and Hugh agreed that all of his siblings should be given the news. They all know what is at stake and have agreed to silence on the subject. Catherine shall hear nothing from them."

"Thank you, Aunt Helen, that puts my mind at ease. I was at a loss how I could ever conceal such a thing from Helena when we would be in such close company this next month."

"Our first order of business is to visit all of the modiste shops you have been to so that you may make any changes to the new gowns your mother has ordered for you."

"But Aunt, if mother finds out she will be angry enough to come to Matlock!"

"Never fear, Anne. Her imperious manners have offended every shopkeeper she has ever dealt with. Your dress makers will take great delight in the subterfuge." Lady Matlock was amused by the sly smile on her niece's face after her pronouncement.

Helena exclaimed, "Well, Anne, mother. If we are to undo all of the havoc Lady Catherine has wrought, we should depart with all due haste."

"I do believe I shall enjoy my visits to the modiste this time round. Quite a contrast to the first visits, I am sure!"

After two very full days in London, the Earl of Matlock took his family back to Matlock. The Colonel could not immediately join his family and his beloved. He had much to do and needed to make a visit to Hertfordshire to confer with Darcy. When he was convinced that all of the wedding details were to his satisfaction, Colonel Fitzwilliam was finally able to make his way to Matlock.

"Anne, darling, did you miss me?"

"Not in the slightest. I have been much too busy to pine for the likes of you."

"Woman! Come here and let me show you what you have been missing."

After such demonstration as was agreeable, they were finally ready to discuss more material matters.

"Has my father spoken to you of Greenebrooke?"

"Yes, he has. What is your opinion?"

"I was overwhelmed when he offered. Greenebrooke is a beautiful estate, not too large, but a very peaceful and comfortable place to live. I would be perfectly content to live there. But what you want is more important to me. If you choose, we can stay in town or find a small place to live elsewhere. Lancashire is a long way from Kent."

"It matters not where we live. But I sense you will be happier in Lancashire. It will prepare you to run Rosings one day."

"Then it is settled. We will go to Greenebrooke."

"Should we tell your father?"

"Later."

Much later, they joined Lord and Lady Matlock to discuss the next several weeks. They would leave for Hertfordshire a week before the wedding. The Colonel would continue on to London to purchase a license and to finish his paperwork to resign his commission. He would also sign the settlements that the de Bourgh family solicitor had prepared as pertaining to the new will of Sir Lewis. He should be ready to join his family at Netherfield two days before the wedding.

Life at Netherfield and Longbourn had settled back into a rhythm much as it had been before the shopping trip to London and Lydia's situation. The mornings were reserved for wedding planning and the afternoons were for the lovers. Elizabeth felt the added burden of making time for both of her younger sisters as well as Georgiana. She was also very aware that her time with Jane was short as well. Fortunately, Darcy was not as demanding as he otherwise could have been. He was completely cognizant of the fact that soon he would not have to share Elizabeth with anyone, except Georgiana of course. He, could wait. He was content to allow his future bride to enjoy her last, hectic days in her father's house.

One morning before breakfast Elizabeth and Mary were out on their usual walk. That day they took the path that led next to the wood where Elizabeth had hid from Mr. Perkins all those years ago.

"I am relieved that I shall never have to scale another tree to avoid an unwelcome suitor, Mary. But do keep it in mind if Mama ever places you in an awkward situation such as the one I was in."

"I am not in as much practiced in the skill of scaling trees as you were. But I shall remember it if I am ever in a desperate situation. It is not the most ladylike thing to do."

"Ah, Mary! A truly accomplished woman possesses skills never talked of but always assumed!" Both ladies laughed over this comment.

"Elizabeth, are you at all nervous about getting married?"

"To own the truth? Yes, very much so. My life is about to change completely. I will be responsible for the running of two houses. It is a daunting challenge for any woman, especially one raised as we were. I will be meeting so many new and important people. I do not wish to disappoint my husband in any way."

"I doubt Mr. Darcy would ever be disappointed in you. He is clearly enraptured with you." Elizabeth blushed at this statement. "Do you fear becoming his wife and the duties that entails?" Mary asked cautiously. Both knew the meaning behind her question.

Elizabeth pondered the best way to delicately answer this question. "Mary, has Mama ever spoken to you about the marital duties of a wife?" Mary shook her head no. "But you seem to have an idea what they entail." Mary nodded in affirmative. "How much of Papa's library have you explored?"

"Not the area you are suggesting."

"Never mind. I cannot believe something that God created for procreation would be so pleasurable for the man and so distasteful for the wife. I do not fear it, Mary." Elizabeth saw her sister was satisfied with her answer.

'Indeed, I look forward to that with eager anticipation!'

"Are you looking forward to touring the Lakes with Aunt and Uncle Gardiner?"

"Oh yes. I was thrilled when they informed me of their plans and asked me to go."

"I envy you, Mary, I have always wanted to see the Lakes."

"Somehow I believe your new husband will see that wish comes true, Elizabeth. You will be a very happy woman, I think."

Georgiana called on Longbourn as frequently as her brother would allow. Mrs. Annesley was filling her last days as Georgiana's companion with the final courses of study they had decided on. Georgiana was overjoyed when Elizabeth suggested they take a turn in the garden.

"How are your studies coming Georgiana?"

"I am nearly finished with the course of study Mrs. Annesley had mapped out."

"She will be leaving you soon."

"Yes, and I shall miss her. But she is looking forward to being with her family again. And I shall have you to watch over me. What more could I ask for?"

"I never had the opportunity to ask you last autumn how your 'life' study had progressed."

"We did leave in a rush. Very well, since you asked. I determined that each home is its own unique situation. The choices, preferences and personalities of its inhabitants determine how each is run. What will work for one family will not work for another. Only a great fool will try to fit her home into her preconceived notions of domestic felicity."

"I do believe you are ready to be mistress of your own household. There is nothing left for you to learn from me."

Another afternoon, Elizabeth had the occasion of spending a few hours in the stillroom with Catherine.

"Catherine, would you like to come to town with Mr. Darcy and me this winter. Georgiana will be out and we will be much in society."

"Truly, Elizabeth? Will Papa let me go?"

"Yes, we have already received his permission. I did not want to ask and then have him deny your participation."

"Of course I want to go to Town! Who would not? A season in London!"

Elizabeth was delighted in her sister's enthusiasm. "Papa has promised to send money for some additions to your wardrobe. But Fitzwilliam and I would have seen to it if he had not. Indeed, with Georgiana as a guide, I am certain that we would be exceeding your allowance by the end of the first day of shopping!"

"Thank you so very much, Lizzy! I cannot believe I am going to London! Maria Lucas will be so jealous!"

Elizabeth did not wish to buy her sister's affection, but she felt this was something that was within her power to effect after so many years of neglect. And while her duties as mistress of Darcy House would occupy her time, she anticipated many hours spent in the company of her sister.

Jane and Elizabeth assisted each other in packing up their belonging in preparation of removing to their husband's homes. They spent many hours together, in each other's rooms, reminiscing as they sorted through twenty plus years of possessions.

"Do you remember when we made these handkerchiefs, Jane? I believe I was nine at the time."

"How could I forget? You were so proud of yourself and showed them to every person who came to call for a week."

"I cannot look upon it now without abhorrence. What dreadful work!"

"Lizzy, you were but nine years old at the time."

"Yes, but it still is dreadful."

"True."

Elizabeth threw her sister a look of mock affront; to which Jane responded by ignoring her. Elizabeth retaliated by turning to a serious subject.

"Is Miss Bingley coming to the wedding, Jane?"

"Yes. At first Charles was adamant about refusing to invite her. He is still deeply hurt by her actions. By I prevailed upon him to change his mind. I reasoned with him that he would always regret not extending the invitation. He loves both of his sisters and it pains me to see them estranged."

"When will she arrive?"

"She will be coming with her Aunt Blackwell the day before the wedding. Mrs. Blackwell thought it best to do so. Since Netherfield will be full of guests, she did not wish to burden the staff exceedingly."

"She sounds like a very reasonable woman, Jane. Is Mrs. Hurst well?"

"Charles says that she has written often and that she is well. The baby does not seem to have an adverse affects on her health. They will come two days before the wedding to give Louisa a chance to rest and recover from her journey."

"I cannot believe we are soon to leave this place, Jane. Oh how I shall miss you."

"And I you, but we will write to each other and see each other in town."

"Yes, but it will not be the same. Derbyshire is so very far away."

"Perhaps Charles and I will move closer some day. He only leases Netherfield after all."

"Then I shall make it my priority to see that Fitzwilliam finds you an estate near to us. He can refuse me nothing. This is but a trifle to the Master of Pemberley!"

So the weeks passed by, more quickly than they should, and too soon the wedding week was upon Longbourn.

Darcy prevailed upon Elizabeth to walk toward Meryton with him. "Elizabeth, we have not discussed where we shall go after the wedding."

"I assumed you would tell me when you were ready. Though the thought of waiting to be surprised has its merits."

"I would not suspend any pleasure of yours. However, you should know that we will spend the wedding night and the first two weeks in London. As much as I would love to take you to Italy for our honeymoon, it will have to wait. I have been absent too long from Pemberley. We must return."

"I fully understand. Though Pemberley is not without its charms, and I long to explore the grounds I did not have the pleasure of seeing last summer."

"I look forward to showing them to you myself. There are many secluded areas that escape the uninitiated."

"And what will I find in such places, sir?"

"Since you like surprises so much, I shall wait to show you."

Elizabeth had a pretty fair idea to what he was alluding to. She decided it would be wise to change the subject.

"Fitzwilliam, why does everyone but Georgiana call you William?"

"The answer is simple. Only a Darcy has ever called me Fitzwilliam. My parents called me that and so does Georgiana."

"But I am not yet a Darcy."

"You became a Darcy the first time you set foot at Pemberley, Elizabeth. Our wedding is just a formality as far as that is concerned. Pemberley has needed a Mistress for many years now. I believe Pemberley knew you were the one and inspired Georgiana to seek your company. How else can you explain her actions?"

Darcy stopped then, checked to see if they were alone, and kissed Elizabeth till both of their gazes were drunk with passion.

"I need you, Georgiana needs you, and Pemberley needs you. Never forget that dearest, loveliest, Elizabeth."

Saturday evening the Netherfield Party, including the Matlocks and Anne, was invited to Longbourn for dinner. Mrs. Bennet was so in awe of her guests that she did a remarkable impression of a sensible woman. Elizabeth prayed it would last until Friday.

After dinner the gentleman retired to Mr. Bennet's study. Lord Matlock had taken an instant liking to Mr. Bennet. He could see where Elizabeth had gotten her wit. He could also see that Mr. Bennet had a plan to disconcert the two young men in his company. He decided to let the master of the house alone in his mischief.

"Mr. Bingley, Mr. Darcy, seeing as you are to marry my two eldest daughters in a mere five days time, I was wondering if you had any questions for me. Seeing that both of your honored fathers have passed from this earth, I felt it incumbent upon me to offer you my services. After all, I did have five daughters. I'm sure between Lord Matlock and myself we could answer just about anything."

'So this is his game. Look at them squirm!' thought Lord Matlock.

"You see sir, I do not, I mean I have no need. I thank you for your offer but I believe I have been given enough knowledge of this area to be confident in my abilities to... ah... Well, thank you, sir."

"Come, come, Mr. Darcy. Do you not have any questions for me? No newly married man knows everything about being a husband. I am sure you have questions about... making... your food preferences known."

Lord Matlock almost chocked on his sip of port when Mr. Bennet finished his last statement.

"If either of you wish to speak with me regarding any private questions you may have, you know where to find me. But I do have something else I wish to speak to you of. Have you considered the amount of correspondence that will be traveling between Hertfordshire and Pemberley once our families are united? I am positively convinced Mrs. Bennet will not cease to harp and nag me for more money for the post. Therefore, I have a more economical solution in mind." Mr. Bennet paused for effect, "Pigeons."

"I beg your pardon?" Bingley voiced before Darcy had the opportunity.

"Pigeons, Mr. Bingley. I have been researching the subject. Pigeons have been used for centuries to carry messages and I thought we could invest in pigeons to use as couriers. I have always wanted a pigeon named Freddie. What do you say Darcy? A pigeon would be far less expensive than an express to warn you of an impending visit by Mrs. Bennet."

Fortunately, Darcy had learned enough from Elizabeth to realize when Mr. Bennet was teasing. Poor Bingley had not. "I shall have my steward investigate the matter further. If he thinks it a good plan I will have the necessary trainer hired. Bingley here can keep the pigeons at Netherfield so that Mrs. Bennet would not be tempted to use them constantly. What say you, Bingley?"

It was not until Darcy looked upon him that Bingley knew he had been had. Lord Matlock could no longer conceal his mirth and the gentleman shared a leisurely glass of port until it was time to rejoin the ladies.

It was finally the day before the wedding. The Colonel, soon to be just the Honorable Mr. Richard Fitzwilliam, had arrived the day before. It was time for the rehearsal and only those who had parts in the wedding were allowed to attend. At first Mrs. Bennet was very vexed at the idea, but Bingley had manufactured an excuse that required her presence at Netherfield regarding the wedding breakfast to placate her. Thus only the three couples, Mr. Bennet and Lord Matlock were present with the rector of Longbourn.

As the rehearsal concluded, the rector asked, "Is every one clear to their roles and the timing of the ceremony?"

Darcy was the only one with a question, "When do I get to kiss my bride?"

Mr. Bennet was most pleased!

That night the Bennet sisters gathered for one last time. They were each very subdued when they entered Jane's room. Elizabeth, to no one's surprise, was the first to recover. "You must promise us to wait at least a week before you claim our rooms, Mary and Catherine."

"Indeed, two weeks would be more proper!" Jane corrected.

"But I will be gone with the Gardiners in three days." Mary cried. "You may not claim Jane's room whilst I am away, Catherine."

"And if I do?"

"I shall tell Papa I caught you reading Shakespeare!"

"That is not fair! I would never hear the end of it!"

The rest of the evening was spent in like conversation until their mother came and bid them to return to their rooms lest they not get a good night's sleep. Elizabeth tarried after her two younger sisters had left.

"Tomorrow evening we will be in our new beds, Jane. Are you anxious?"

"Yes and no, Lizzy. I do not think it will be as horrid as we have been led to believe."

"Have you spoken with Mama?"

"Yes. I was quite... surprised."

"As was I."

"For the final time, good night Elizabeth Bennet."

"Good night to you, Jane Bennet."

Anne and Georgiana arose early to go to Longbourn to help the brides make ready. Georgiana had actually come to help Anne, but only Elizabeth and Jane knew that. Mrs. Bennet remarked on the gown Anne had brought to change into. "If I did not know better, Miss de Bourgh, I would say you were getting married today as well."

As the three brides were preparing at Longbourn, a large carriage drew up in front of Netherfield.

"Where is my brother? I demand to see Lord Matlock at once!"

"Catherine, what are you doing here? You declined the invitation to come to the wedding."

"I will speak to you in private!"

After they were alone in the library Lord Matlock spoke again. "Why are you here Catherine? Have you come to disrupt Darcy's wedding?"

"I am here because I know Anne is marrying Richard today."

"Who told you that?"

"I did." They turned to see Lady Matlock, who had just entered into the library unannounced.

"But why, Helen?"

"Because Anne deserved the chance to have her mother present at her wedding and Catherine deserved, well maybe not, deserved the chance to see her only child wed. I wrote her a letter last week to inform her, but asked that she not come until today."

"I will not allow you to disrupt the wedding. Anne is of age. Sir Lewis left another will to insure she was provided for and I have seen that this will has come to light."

"I know, Hugh. Now, I wish to speak to Richard. My continuing presence will be left entirely up to him."

Lord Matlock was extremely distrustful of his sister and equally vexed at his wife. However, he did not see any other solution so he summoned his son to the library. When he arrived, Lady Catherine said imperiously, "Leave us alone!"

Lady Matlock led her incredulous husband from the room.

"How could you Helen? What have you done?"

"Let us await the result of their conference before we discuss this any further."

Inside, Lady Catherine turned on her nephew. "I received a report on your engagement to my daughter Anne from your mother. I was shocked by the contents of her letter, the likes of which I have never received. I have one question for you and then I shall go. Do you love Anne?"

Of all the things he imagined his Aunt saying to him, this was the furthest from his mind.

"I would marry Anne if she had not a farthing to her name. Yes, I love your daughter."

Lady Catherine's features softened and she said the most amazing five words Richard Fitzwilliam had ever heard her say.

"Then you have my blessing." Lady Catherine dropped her head and began to walk out of the room.

"Wait! Where are you going?"

"Back to Rosings."

"Will you not come to see us wed?"

Lady Catherine looked on with amazement. "I did not think I would be welcome."

"I would be honored if you would attend."

"Then I will come. May I see Anne first?"

"She is not here. She traveled to Longbourn to prepare with Miss Bennet and Miss Elizabeth. Let us surprise her."

"Very well. We should speak to your parents now."

Hugh Fitzwilliam was astounded to see his sister smiling on his son's arm as they immerged from the room.

"Thank you, Helen, I do not know if I can ever repay you."

"I did nothing that did not need to be done. You were the one who had to come to a decision, Catherine."

"One I would not have made without your help."

"What was in your letter, Helen?" Lord Matlock could not imagine what his wife could say that would work so much change.

"My version of the Fitzwilliam family talk."

Chapter 39

Posted on Wednesday, 13 July 2005

Happy for all her maternal feelings was the day on which Mrs. Bennet got rid of her two most deserving daughters. A general gasp went up in Longbourn church when Lord Matlock, with Anne on his arm, followed Mr. Bennet and his two eldest daughters into the church. How Mrs. Bennet kept from fainting was proclaimed a miracle far and wide. Anne, in turn, was nearly overcome when she spotted her mother smiling, SMILING at her, seated next to Lady Matlock.

When the service was complete and the three couples waited outside to receive their well-wishers, Anne nearly flew into her mother's arms.

"I am sorry, Anne. I wish you and Richard joy. Come and visit me at Rosings when you are ready. We have much to discuss but this is neither the time nor the place. This is your special day to enjoy."

The wedding breakfast went off with nary any problem. Miss Bingley managed to keep from offending her brother or his bride but struggled with her civility when she greeted the new Mrs. Darcy. Instead of causing a scene, she excused herself. Bingley was saddened but hoped this was a first step in reconciliation. Mrs. Blackwell was not as confident as her nephew.

Soon, three carriages were on their separate ways to London. The Bingleys had left Netherfield to their guests and were looking forward to the peace and quiet an empty house in Town would afford them.

Safely alone in their carriage, Darcy moved to sit next to his brand new wife. "Elizabeth Darcy, I like the sound of that." He whispered into her ear.

"It will take some getting used to, but it brings me great pleasure as well."

"May I kiss the bride, Mrs. Darcy?"

"I do not believe her husband would mind."

As pleasurable as both found the exercise to be, they both knew that it was many hours until they would be in London. Reluctantly, they stopped their ministrations and settled for molding into each other's arms. Elizabeth recalled the parcel in her bag.

"Fitzwilliam, I have something I wish to give you."

"What is it?"

"It is something I picked up for you in London when Jane and I were there shopping for our trousseaus."

She handed him the wrapped parcel. Darcy eagerly unwrapped the paper to discover a beautifully bound copy of Shakespeare's Sonnets. Inside he found an embroidered bookmark opening the volume to Sonnet No. 116.

"I hope you approve?"

"How could I not dearest, loveliest, Elizabeth."

As planned, the Darcys stayed in London for just over two weeks before heading to Derbyshire. Once again, Elizabeth was mesmerized by the view as they approached the great house.

"Welcome home, Mrs. Darcy." Darcy said as he handed her down from the carriage. Mrs. Reynolds had assembled the entire staff to greet their new mistress. Many remembered Elizabeth from her previous visits and were very pleased to welcome her as the new mistress. After the introductions were made, Darcy slowly led his bride to the great library.

"Do you know what day it is Elizabeth?"

"The 29th of July."

"Do you remember the significance of that date?" Elizabeth was puzzled. "Perhaps this will refresh your memory."

Darcy opened the door to the library. As Elizabeth walked in, comprehension dawned.

"I believe you know these people. Or does Mrs. Darcy need introductions?"

Inside sat Georgiana, Mary and Mr. & Mrs. Gardiner. "I could think of no more appropriate manner to bring you back where you belong than to have the three people most responsible for you being here awaiting us."

"But, you are supposed to be touring the Lakes?"

Mrs. Gardiner hugged her shocked niece and said, "My dear, when Mr. Darcy wrote us asking us to come, we decided to alter our arrangements."

Georgiana embraced her dear sister. "Welcome home, Elizabeth Darcy!"

Epilogue

Posted on Wednesday, 13 July 2005

As the years went by, the three couples alternated hosting the other two on the occasion of their anniversary. The Fitzwilliam's, despite their reconciliation with Lady Catherine, lived for several years at Greenebrooke. In that time, Richard Fitzwilliam became an accomplish manager and when the time came for he and his bride to move into Rosings, he was more than ready for the challenge. The great estate flourished under his stewardship.

Within a year of their marriage, the Bingleys purchased an estate in a neighboring county to Pemberley to fulfill the dearest wish of the sisters, as they were not more than thirty miles apart.

Georgiana and Elizabeth became as close as sisters could ever be. Elizabeth guided the young woman into adulthood with her unique brand of wit and charm. They grew to love each other so dearly that when the time came for Georgiana to marry, she wept, not over leaving Pemberley, but from being separated from Elizabeth.

The Darcys lived and flourished at Pemberley, Elizabeth presenting an heir to her beloved husband not more than a year after their marriage. Bennet Charles Darcy was the pride and joy of his grandparents.

Unfortunately, Mrs. Bennet did not live to see another of her grandchildren born. One day she complained of her nerves, fainted, and never revived.

Mr. Bennet was often drawn to the north to visit his daughters. He loved to arrive unannounced at Pemberley and Darcy wondered if investing in some pigeons was not such a bad idea after all.

Lady Catherine continued to astonish her family by healing the breach with Darcy. Elizabeth became, by far, her favorite niece and Lady Catherine delighted in her visits to Pemberley. On one such visit, four years into the marriage, Mr. Bennet made one of his unexpected appearances. Lady Catherine took a liking to his wicked sense of the absurd and to the surprise and delight of all their family, they fell in love and were married within three months.

When word of the attack on Fort York reached England in the summer of 1813, Elizabeth feared the worst. However, Lydia and her husband were safe. He surprised himself by remaining cool under fire and was promoted for his leadership and heroism.

Louisa Hurst presented her husband with an heir in November of 1811. Mr. Hurst continued the tradition of giving the first born Hurst son a name beginning with the letter H. Louisa remained blissfully ignorant of her husband's mischief until after Hubert Ulysses Hurst was christened. In her indignation, she carried her point by obtaining his leave to allow her to choose the name of their next child. Fifteen months later Dorothea Ursula Hurst made her presence known to the world.

And what of Caroline Bingley? She did not return to Lincoln with her Aunt after her brother's marriage. Instead, she went to live with another lady friend in London. She never was completely reconciled with her family and eventually settled for a marriage of convenience to a notorious London rake who admired her sharp tongue and her willingness to overlook his succession of mistresses.

Georgiana, Mary and Catherine all determined to follow their sisters' example and marry for love. Eventually, they all did. But that ... is another story.

The End