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Posted on Monday, 18 February 2002
In the Year 1811 Lady Catherine de Bourg finally got her wish of Mr. Fitzwillam Darcy and her daughter Anne de Bourg marrying, to join two of the finest families in England together.
Their wedding had been the talk of the ton for months, as only to be expected by Lady Catherine and to Darcy's horror. The wedding had been performed at St Paul's Cathedral by the Bishop of Canterbury himself, anyone who was anyone had been invited and it was stated in the newspapers to be the grandest wedding of the year. Needless to say the reporter was a benefactor of Lady Catherine's and always did as he was told.
It was a surprise to those that knew Darcy well that he had finally given in to his Aunt's wishes and asked Anne for her hand in matrimony. He had despaired that he would never find a lady that would meet his needs for he had a list of attributes, and none of his acquaintances had even meet half his ideals in fact many a young lady were pursuing him for only his money and estates.
It was only after an almost disastrous elopement of his sister to the infamous Mr. Wickham did Darcy realise that his sister Georgiana almost 10 years his junior had been neglected. His family duty and honour came first and he needed to set a good example for his sister. He blamed himself for her near demise.
Posted on Monday, 18 February 2002
Rosings
Darcy had just escorted Anne, Miss Darcy and her companion to Rosings where they were to visit with his now Mother-in-Law Lady Catherine de Bourg. He was then going to travel onto Hertfordshire were his good friend Mr. Charles Bingley wanted to purchase a lease on an estate. Mr. Bingley had never owned a Country Estate as his father who had be a man of trade and had managed to make a good fortune which in turn Mr. Bingley inherited. Bingley valued his friendship with Darcy and very much wanted Darcy's opinion before agreeing to a lease.
However explaining to Lady Catherine that he would only be staying at Rosings for one week before travelling to meet Mr. Bingley was very grating indeed.
"Yes but this is all very vexing, if you were to stay one month complete then we could accompany you on our way to London," Lady Catherine said or rather stated.
"I would like nothing more than to have your good company on my trip, however Bingley needs me to look over the property and confirm the legal requirements before then."
"Yes, yes, but maybe Anne and Georgiana would like to visit Hertfordshire with you."
Anne who had become more outgoing and insightful since her marriage to Darcy, knew that he needed time off from his duties as husband. She was sensible that Darcy had married her out of duty and not love, but together they had come to a mutual respect for each other. Often they only saw each other at meal times, but they were always kind and considerate to each other's feeling.
"Mama, let him go as planned, lets think of the next month here at Rosings a kind off Ladies retreat, we can talk about the latest fashions music, embroidery, things like this only lead men to distraction. And I dear say Darcy wants to take his new stallion for a good run in Hertfordshire, and I have no interest in staying at the local Inn, surely you would not want that."
Darcy gave Anne a thankful look and agreed with her. "Yes I feel Hertfordshire accommodation and society to be somewhat savage, I would not want my dear wife and sister exposed to it."
Lady Catherine, who is always attentive to needs of others had to agree with her him. "Alright yes, but I am still very vexed."
Darcy stayed at Rosings for the promised week but was in two minds when it was time to leave. While there he had meet the new pastor a Mr. Collins, he was the most incredible bore and toad like person Darcy had ever meet. He did not want to leave Georgiana or Anne to this man, who at every moment was ether complementing Lady Catherine or holding his hand in front of his face when he was interrupted in the middle of one of his long speeches. However Mr. Collins was a wealth of information, he had learnt that Darcy was to go to Hertfordshire and told him about his cousins that lived on a small estate near Meryton. He explained how he would inherit the estate as Mr. Bennett the owner only had five daughters and the estate was to be entailed to the male line. At this point Lady Catherine took over the conversation
"What are you talking about, I must have my shear of the conversation."
"Madame, your interest in my affairs flatters me greatly, I must thank ..."
"Yes, but tell me of this estate," insisted Lady Catherine
"I am to inherit it as I am the closest male relative, Mr. Bennett is my Uncle. Unfortunately, my very good father and Mr. Bennett had a disagreement and did not talk these last ten years."
"So what will you do when Mr. Bennett dies, I do not expect you will be able to support a Widow and 5 Daughters."
Darcy grimaced at what Lady Catherine had said, he did not know the family but to talk about someone's death as an inconvenience was not ladylike. Mr. Collins was about to reply when Lady Catherine continued. "Mr. Collins, I have long thought that as part of a Clergyman's duty to his parish he must marry, --*Chose properly, chose a gentlewoman for my sake; and for your own, let her be an active, useful sort of person, not brought up high, but able to make a small income go a good way. This is my advice. Find such a woman as soon as you can, bring her to Hunsford, and I will visit her. Maybe one of your cousins would make a good prospect, you must write and request a visit, I shall give you leave when it has been arranged."
Mr. Collins babbled on for all most half an hour on how wise Lady Catherine words had been and promised to send of a letter to Mr. Bennett post haste.
Darcy had hoped that he would not be in Hertfordshire when Mr. Collins was so close, but thinking that he would not need to socialise with him as he was only the pastor of his wife's mother.
Netherfield
Bingley had signed the lease and was very excited about moving in, as he had never needed to run an estate, he begged Darcy to stay at Netherfield until he had a firm grasp on running the place. He insisted on Anne coming, as his sisters Caroline and Mr. and Mrs. Hurst were also expected. Darcy agreed he very much enjoyed the company of his good friend and this would be the first time since his wedding that he had been in Caroline company. Caroline thought herself very much in love with Mr. Darcy and did her best to show it with her cruel wit and snide remarks. Darcy however did not think much of Miss Bingley and wondered how she would react to him being a married man, or better still she may ignore him.
Netherfield Hall
29 September 1811Mrs. Anne Darcy
Rosings Park, KentDearest Anne
Charles has invited you and Georgiana to visit Netherfield while he gets affairs sorted. I have accepted on your behalf as I will be staying here to help him. I know that Georgiana is going to London to stay with Lord and Lady Matlock and will not be able to make the journey with you. Please ask Lady Catherine to arrange appropriate transport and at least one manservant to accompany you.
Come has soon as you are able, Netherfield is not Pemberley but is charming ever the same.
Yours CC&& FD
Posted on Wednesday, 20 February 2002
Rosings Park, Kent
5 October 1811Mr. F Darcy
Netherfield Hall, HertfordshireDear Fitz
Thank you for your letter, it had come at a very timely part of my visit here with mother. I will be leaving on the 10th October and as it is a mere 50 miles on good road, I will dear say I should be arriving at Netherfield about 5.00pm.
My health still has not been the best, so I stay in my room, Georgiana has taking a great liking to the walks around Rosings and spends a good deal of time either walking or playing the piano. She is keeping only slightly better than myself. However you would be pleased by her excellent progress on the Piano. She is still very quite I do not know if it is my Mother or past events that are troubling her. As you know she is to set off to London on the 10th, please take time to write her.
Yours cc AD
Merton Assembly
The evening was not going well for Darcy, he had been introduced to most of the gentlemen and a few ladies. Charles had instantly been drawn by a fair lady with the name of Miss Jane Bennet. Darcy had thought that maybe these were the Bennets that Mr. Collins had talked off, but the father had not accompanied them to the assembly and he was not going to talk to Mrs. Bennet. But upon further reflection of the mother he was now certain that the Bennets and the Collins had come from the same family line, and he did not want to further the acquaintance.
Bingley saw that Darcy was not looking very comfortable and wanted to ease his mind, so he came over and suggested that he take a turn at dancing as Bingley himself had never been so delighted with the company. Bingley had suggested that Darcy dance with one of the Bennet sisters as he was about to dance with Miss Jane Bennet for the second time, as Bingley looked around the room he saw Miss Elizabeth and pointed her out as a young lady in need of a dance partner. Darcy had outright refused, the fact that he did not care for dancing and that he was a married man, he was most definitely not tempted to dance with an unmarried Miss that had been slighted by other men.
Netherfield Hall
At last they were back at Netherfield, Caroline who had kept her distance from Darcy since her arrival, started abusing all Hertfordshire society. Poor Charles who never thought badly of anyone was trying to defend the society but was only in fact thinking of one lady in particular. Darcy who had been deep in thought about Georgiana was disturbed by one of Caroline's remarks in which he was meant to reply, he hadn't heard the complete comment but knew it was about the young lady had had refused to dance with and simply said. "She a beauty, I would much rather call there mother a wit" He heard Caroline's vulgar laugh and instantly regretted it. For Caroline however it was a sign of an alliance for she still had designs on Charles marrying Georgiana and didn't want anyone else to get in the way.
"Mr. Darcy," she purred "I see we off the same opinion, and we should agree to not know them again."
Darcy stiffened he did not like the thought of Miss Bingley and him having the same opinion. But he was used to it by now as she somehow always had the same opinion even if he was to state that sky was a bright green colour in the middle of a sunny day, she would agree. By this time Bingley had heard enough and wanted to defend the beauty that he had danced with. "I must say.. that's very unkind of you all. I think Miss Jane Bennet was lovely and was nothing but a proper lady at all times, even her sister Elizabeth had some very witty things to say"
"Yes, Bingley you danced with the most handsome lady in the room, and she did seem very nice, but really her mother was dreadful," Darcy said with pained look on his face.
"True," said Caroline after some whispering to Louisa "Louisa and I have come to the conclusion that we would only like to know Miss Jane Bennet better, the rest of the family can take their leave. Don't you agree Mr. Darcy, you know how much we value your views on society you are such an expert on matters such as these."
Aarrhggg. "Miss Bingley, you give me to much credit, I try to study the human character but I am not always successful." Darcy had got a bad feeling about the attention that Miss Bingley was showing him. He was delighted at first that she had kept her distance but an all too familiar pattern of her fawning over him was starting again. He must be able to find a quick way to swash this before Anne arrives. Anne did not like Caroline at the best of times, and did not know how she would react to Caroline's attention.
"If you don't mind, it has been a long day and I wish to retire for the night." Caroline looked disappointed as he made a hasty exit.
Longbourn
Meanwhile back at Longbourn, Mrs. Bennet was recounting to Mr. Bennet about the delights of the evening and was already forging plans for Mr. Bingley and Jane's engagement. Mr. Bennet didn't want to hear another word about Mr. Bingley and tried in vain to stop the conversation. Mrs. Bennet was not to be halted stated that another Gentleman had slighted Elizabeth and would not dance with her.
Elizabeth had regretted telling Mrs. Bennet what she had overheard Mr. Darcy say. She had been a little upset at first, but after relating the story to her best friend Charlotte and her sister Jane she now saw the amusing side of it. However she was quite certain that she did not like this arrogant and proud friend of the most agreeable Mr. Bingley.
The next morning over breakfast Mr. Bennet told his family of a guest that was expected to arrive today. A Mr. Collins who was the son of his deceased brother and to inherit Longbourn after his death. This was enough to send Mrs. Bennet to her bed for the rest of the morning with an attack of nerves.
However as stated in Mr. Collins letter he arrived promptly at 4.00pm and Mrs. Bennet was well enough to receive their guest with as much civility as she could muster. Dinner that night was very entertaining for both Lizzy and Mr. Bennet. They had both come to a very quick conclusion that this was the most absurd man of their acquaintance. However to Mrs. Bennet who was not known for being perceptive, did very well that evening and had decided that his purpose of his visit here was to select a wife from one of her daughters.
She instantly took a liking to Mr. Collins and resolved to steering him into the right direction.
"Mr. Collins, you missed a lovely assembly last night, we have made a several new acquaintance." At this Jane and Lizzy exchanged worried looks, for they did not know where this was going.
"Yes, in fact I think our dear sweet Jane is now well placed to receive attentions from a new gentleman to the neighbourhood a Mr. Bingley, oh he was ever so charming and danced more with Jane than anyone else in the room."
Mr. Collins looked very disappointed at this last bit of news, and silently looked around the room, his eyes came to rest on Lizzy and he gave her a very greasy smile. He was also thinking about the name Mrs. Bennet mentioned "Bingley," he was sure he had heard this name before.
Mrs. Bennet concluded by saying "We also meet one of his friends last night, he is nothing compared to Mr. Bingley, you know he slighted our Lizzy and would not dance with her. It was a shame you where not there as you could have stood up with her, instead she had to sit out a good many dances. Not that the gentleman matters as he is married, but it is a discredit to Mr. Bingley that he could not pick better friends."
There Mrs. Bennet thought to herself, how well I put Mr. Collins mind towards Lizzy. Oh yes a very fine match indeed. I must do everything in my power to unite them, just imagine two daughters well on the way to marriage.
Lizzy however was having a very hard time finishing her dinner, just the thought of the man made her very ill indeed. After dinner Lizzy stated to all that she was suffering from a headache and retired early for the night.
The next day turned out to be fine and sunny and the Bennet sisters were all eager to walk to Meryton. Mrs. Bennet on hearing this instructed Lizzy to take Mr. Collins along for the walk. It was all Lizzy could do not to show the loathing in her face at having a accompany Mr. Collins into Meryton. Jane spotted the strained look on Lizzy's face and suggested that they walk very briskly to Meryton. In doing so left Mr. Collins straggling behind and every so often he would have to stop to take a breath.
It wasn't till they reached Meryton that the sisters stopped long enough outside a shop window that Mr. Collins caught up. His face was very red and he was breathing very heavily. Lizzy felt a little guilty about this and scolded herself for being less than polite. Lydia yelling out to one of the Officers of the Regiment encamped in Meryton interrupted Lizzy's thoughts.
"Denny, over here."
Denny and another Gentleman walked towards the group, Lydia and Kitty giggled like young girls and Jane sent them a stern look to warn them about behaving like proper ladies.
Lt. Denny introduced the gentleman as a new commissioned officer to the camp by the name of Mr. George Wickham. Jane took it upon herself to introduce Mr. Collins to the two officers who looked very amused by his appearance. Jane was too busy doing the introductions to notice that another two gentleman on horseback where also approaching the ever increasing group.
"Good morning Miss Bennet." Bingley said with a great smile over his face, he had been thinking of nothing all morning accept of the lovely angle he had danced with the night before. "It was such a beautiful day, Darcy and I decided to go for a ride into Meryton, and what a lovely surprise in finding you and your sisters here as well." Bingley by this stage had dismounted of his horse and was politely nodding to all in the group. Mr. Darcy however was mortified to see Mr. Collins was standing with the group and that even worse Bingley had stopped to talk to them. He hesitated slightly before beginning to dismount his horse when he caught slight of someone that made him feel that he had been struck by a red-hot poker. It was all he could do to remain on the horse and quickly depart.
Mr. Wickham had been directly looking at him as was pleased to see that he could still effect Darcy this way, he wondered why Darcy was in Meryton, and would have to make some inquires from his new acquaintances the Miss Bennets, who seemed to know the gentlemen quite well.
Mr. Bingley realising that Darcy had left made his farewells to the group and went on to find him.
Later back at Longbourn, Jane was able to speak to Lizzy alone in the garden.
"I'm sorry you had to listen to Mr. Collins for over an hour on Mr. Darcy and his connections to his Noble patroness Lady Catherine de Bourg," the last was said mimicking Mr. Collins voice. Both girls laughed.
"Jane," Lizzy said. "Did you notice the look on Mr. Darcy's face when he saw Mr. Wickham?"
At this Jane blushed as she only had eyes for Mr. Bingley and had not noticed anything.
"No Lizzy I didn't, but I'm sure they must be strangers or else they would have greeted each other."
Lizzy smiles, how typical it was for Jane only to think the best. Lizzy soon forgot about the two gentleman as she was more interested in Jane's blush, and was a certain Mr. Bingley the cause of this blush, she desperately wanted to know.
Posted on Wednesday, 20 February 2002
Longbourn
Netherfield Hall, Hertfordshire
14 October 1811Miss Jane Bennet
Longbourn, HertfordshireDear Miss Jane
If you are not so compassionate as to dine today with Louisa and me, come as soon as you can on the receipt of this. My brother and the gentlemen are to dine with the officers. and we quite disappear over the lack of good company.
Yours ever,
Miss Caroline Bingley
PS. Mrs. Darcy has now arrived and will also be dinning with us.
"Oh Jane," screeched Mrs. Bennet, "You have been favoured by Mr. Bingley's most elegant sisters. It is a pity that Mr. Bingley will not be there/"
"Papa, may I have the carriage to take me to Netherfield/" Jane said quietly
"Absolutely not, you must take Nellie for it looks like rain, and you may have to stay the night." Mrs. Bennet smiled at her quick thinking.
"Mama, I couldn't do that..."
"Nonsense child, would you go all the way the Netherfield and back and not lay an eye on your Mr. Bingley. No, on Nellie you shall go."
Mr. Bennet who was in no mood to argue with his wife, waved is hand in a dismissive way and walked out of the room, saying, "what ever you see fit my dear."
So Jane left in a nervous state, for she liked Mr. Bingley's sisters very much and wanted to make a good impression. And as her Mother had predicted it poured down with rain for almost the entire trip.
Netherfield Hall
"Miss Jane Bennet," Hudson the butler introduced a very wet Jane.
Miss Bingley thought how very vulgar it was to arrive on horseback, she would have never ridden in such dreadful weather.
Busy in her own thoughts she half heard Anne Darcy say.
"Miss Bennet, I know we haven't been introduced yet, but please allow me to organise some dry clothes and a hot cup of tea to ease your discomfort."
"Oh I'm sorry Anne, please let me introduce you to Miss Jane Bennet of Longbourn." Caroline said in an agitated voice she did not like being reminded on the proper manors of a hostess especially by Anne.
All Anne could think was how rude Caroline was being by delaying Miss Bennets even longer. "Its very nice to meet you, Mr. Bingley has told me how lovely you are, and I can see now that he was quite correct, but please let us get you some dry clothes."
Jane thanked Caroline for the invitation to dinner graciously accepted Anne's offer of dry clothing.
Dinner was going well until Jane began to feel very unwell, and with being bombarded with multiply questions about her family and connections almost fainted at the dinner table. Caroline had asked one of the porters to escort Miss Bennet upstairs to retire and hopefully feel better in the morning.
The morning at Netherfield was very busy indeed, the ladies went to visit Jane in her sick bed only to discover that she was now suffering from a bad fever and was not well at all. Caroline went to consult with her brother over the next course of action while Anne stayed at Jane's bedside.
Mr. Bingley was beside himself, he had learnt from the previous night that Miss Bennet had retired due to fatigue and he was dearly hoping for her speedy recovery the next morning so he could have the honour of escorting her home, but after lunch. He had dreamed the night before of spending a day in Jane's company. When Caroline told him of her worsening condition he immediately send two dispatches one to the local apothecary and one to Mr. Bennet.
Darcy joined Bingley in the library. "Bingley, do settle down or you will be ill yourself" Darcy said after watching his friend pacing back and forth.
"Easy for you say, Darce," after a pause Bingley continued "Do you believe in Love at first sight?"
"Certainly not, well that is to say I have never experienced it. I have never be swayed instantly by a pretty face. I like to assess a lady first, get to know her before coming to any conclusions." Darcy stressed this last point, as he was certain he knew what Bingley was going to say next.
"Hmmm very wise words indeed, but I believe as you have told me before, I am a hopeless case and will never be the wisest of men. I think that I have already fallen in love with Miss Bennet." Bingley had almost forgotten that Darcy was in the room as he now had a love struck look upon his face.
Darcy rolled is eyes, this was not the first time Bingley thought himself in love, it would be easy enough to change is opinion, though he had to admit the Miss Bennet did seem to be of good character and beauty. However the family and connections would not suit Bingley's standing in society. Both men's quiet thoughts where interrupted by the announcement of Dr Jones.
"Arh Dr Jones, have you had a chance to look upon your patient, how is she?" Bingley asked.
"No not yet, but I will go up directly," and with that he bowed and left for Jane's room.
Darcy decided that it was a good time to take a walk around the grounds. After about an hour Darcy thought he better head back inside and was just turning we he happened upon a young lady.
"Miss Bennet," he was somewhat curious as she looked like she had walked from Longbourn, her appearance was somewhat wild, but her face had a definite healthy glow to it.
"Mr. Darcy, I have come to enquire about my sister, could you please take me to her."
"Certainly, did you arrive on foot?" he regretted asking as soon as he had said it.. It was completely obvious that she had indeed arrived on foot.
"As you see," Lizzy replied curtly. They did not speck again until he instructed one of the servants to take her up to Miss Bennet. He watched her go up the stairs and returned to the dinning room.
Miss Bingley who had seen the two walking towards the house felt the need to mention the fact that she was covered in mud and her arrival was completely unnecessary.
``I could hardly keep my countenance. Very nonsensical to come at all! Why must she be scampering about the country, because her sister had a cold? Her hair so untidy, so blowsy! Yes, and her petticoat; I hope you saw her petticoat, six inches deep in mud, I am absolutely certain,'' she said to no one in particular.
``Your picture may be very exact, Caroline,'' said Bingley; ``but this was all lost upon me."
``You observed it, Mr. Darcy, I am sure,'' said Miss Bingley, ``and I am inclined to think that you would not wish to see your sister or Anne make such an exhibition.''
``Certainly not.''
``To walk three miles, or four miles, or five miles, or whatever it is, above her ankles in dirt, and alone, quite alone! what could she mean by it? It seems to me to show an abominable sort of conceited independence, a most country-town indifference to decorum.'' Caroline continued
``It shows an affection for her sister that is very pleasing,'' said Bingley.
Darcy had not really been listening to the conversation as over the years he had developed the skill of not hearing Caroline's voice.
"Does anyone know where Anne is?" Darcy asked.
Caroline only to please to talk to Darcy even if it was about Anne replied.
"Yes, after the Doctor had seen Miss Bennet, she asked him for a private consult, dear Anne always thinking of others, you know she spent several hours with Miss Bennet, when she should be looking after herself. I fear she may be coming down with yet another cold as she was looking very ill indeed. It must be hard being so sickly, but I wouldn't know for I have always been in the best of health."
Darcy was only slightly alarmed at what Caroline had told him, Anne probably just needed a prescription filled as he was not aware that she was feeling unwell this morning.
"Well if you don't mind I think to will go and see how she is faring." with a quick bow he left the room.
In fact Darcy went to the Library as his mind was still on Bingley, and Anne would be no doubt fine. He also had a lingering thought of Miss Elizabeth Bennet, she had fine features like her sister but there was something different about this lady that he couldn't put his finger on. He quickly chastised himself for admiring another women, especially one of Miss Bennets station.
The Netherfield party did not have the pleasure of the Bennet sisters for the rest of the day, apart from a five-minute appearance of Miss Elizabeth when she had come down to give Mr. Bingley an update. In turn Bingley had insisted that she stay until Jane was better. Elizabeth agreed and then departed for Jane's room for the rest of the day.
Once again after dinner Caroline felt it necessary to abuse Miss Elizabeth. But Darcy's attention was on Anne who had been acting strangely since before dinner, she looked like she wanted to talk to him, and several times he had raised quizzical eyebrow in order to prompt her, but something seemed to be holding her back. After a while he thought that is must have been Caroline that put her into this strange mood and announced to all that he would be retiring early for the night and took his leave.
He was settled in his bedchamber with a book, when there was a light knock at the door. "Enter," he said absentmindedly thinking it was his servant.
"Thank you," said a quite voice which made Darcy look up "Anne I was not expecting you tonight, are you all right." It was a little unusual for Anne to come to his room, as they normally sleep in separate bedchambers. However they were a married couple and had sheared the marriage bed, if only occasionally. Anne did not answer Darcy, so he was forced to ask again if she was all right.
"Yes Fitzwilliam, I will be. You see I was given some news today that has quite shocked me."
Darcy was now getting nervous, he had remembered that she had seen Dr Jones and that he had forgotten to inquire about her health afterwards
"What news, tell me Anne" Darcy stammered.
"Fitzwilliam, I am..." Anne paused briefly, and started again "Fitzwilliam, I am with child."
Posted on Tuesday, 26 February 2002
Netherfield Hall
Darcy just sat there, without uttering a word. Anne was far too nervous to look at him, sadly she thought that he must be very displeased with her news. As her eyes swelled up with tears she was contemplating fleeing the room. However she finally did look up at Darcy and saw a serene look of hope and happiness spread across his handsome features, a look that have never been present on Darcy's face before. Darcy slowly moved out of bed and gave Anne a gentle hug and kiss on top of her head. "Congratulations, and well done," he said.
Anne went from a feeling of dread to complete happiness in an instant. She wanted to tell Darcy what Dr Jones had told her, but Darcy spoke first.
"So when are we to expect our happy arrival?"
Anne looked a little guilty and finally admitted that she was more than likely three months pregnant already. And had only supposed her weight gain was due to the fact that she was allowed to eat what ever she wanted, including the chocolate deserts her Mother had deemed to rich for her sickly constitution. This brought another amused look on Darcy's face.
"Fitzwilliam, the Doctor told me that I would need to take it very easy while I'm in this condition. I told him about my health in the past and he became very concerned. He said that I would have to limit my activities to the house and not overexert myself at all."
"Of course, I will arrange someone to look after you," Darcy said firmly, he was determined to put all his efforts into looking after Anne, as he also was consumed with concern.
"Oh no, Fitzwilliam, I couldn't stand another Mrs. Jenkins fussing over me the whole time. I think I would be quite content in the company of you and Georgiana if she could bare it." She said shyly.
"As you wish" Darcy conceded for the moment, he would change her mind later he thought to himself. "Come sit down. I intend to follow the doctors orders to the letter," he smiled as he ushered Anne towards the two chairs nearest the fire. The rest of the night was spent talking about the future and what they would be like as parents. Darcy feared that Anne would become like her mother but quickly dismissed that idea as he knew how much Anne hated her own childhood. Darcy had nothing but the fondest memories of his childhood, thanks to his thoughtful caring parents. He only had one regret and that was the friendship and trust he once had in Wickham.
Anne lost in her own thought also was thinking about her childhood, but as that was not a pleasant thought, she started to think how much this scene reminded her of their Wedding Night. The whole night was spent in front of the fire just talking to each other. Even though they had known each other their whole life they had no idea what each others likes or dislikes were, or dreams and hopes. Darcy had told her about Wickham and all his dealings with him that night, and she had sheared all her thoughts about her mother and life, and that she was actually very surprised that he had agreed to marry her. Darcy had realised that she was as uncertain about the arrangement as he was, and had come to the conclusion that some sort of life could be salvaged from this after all. They both fell into a peaceful slumber.
The next morning the servants had a lot to talk about as they had found Mr. and Mrs. Darcy asleep on the chairs in front of the fire, they looked like they had been there all night, as Mrs. Darcy was still in her evening dress.
Needless to say, both woke up very stiff and sore. Anne wanted to go back to bed to take it easy, so Darcy quickly got dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast. He walked into the room expecting to be the only one there and was very surprised to see Elizabeth enjoying a cup of tea.
"Good Morning, Miss Bennet," he said with a light-hearted tone, for he was still elated over the news. "May I enquire after your sister, I hope she is feeling better."
"Why yes, thank you, I believe she is a little better today," Elizabeth said wearily. She had heard only a few days ago about what a terrible man Mr. Darcy was. Her new acquaintance Mr. Wickham and spoken to her about him. (Dear readers you know what he told her, so I will not repeat it). It had only helped her to know that her first impressions of him were indeed correct. He was a proud, arrogant and now untrustworthy man.
She was also interested in finding out about his wife, Jane had told her how helpful Mrs. Darcy had been before she arrived. She wondered at a woman who could marry a man such as Mr. Darcy. For she was determined only to marry for the deepest of love, and not to gain comfort and security for her future.
She was also curious as to why the whole time while she had been finishing breakfast, he had a rather self-pleased look on his face. Smug, horrible man she thought, I will not let you judge me for a moment longer. "Well if you will excuse me I need to see to Jane," and with that she left. Unfortunately for Mr. Darcy, Caroline entered only minutes later.
"Mr. Darcy," gushed Caroline as she walked in to the Dinning Room. "I'm so pleased you are here, I hate to eat alone. I am a social creature in need of excellent company. I see Anne has not joined you, poor dear is she still unwell?" she said slyly.
"Good Morning Miss Bingley," Darcy said as politely as he could. "Anne is resting. She did not sleep well last night, but thank you for your concern. I will pass on your best to her."
"Yes, that would be wonderful, you are very considerate." Caroline sat down opposite Darcy, in order for him to have the to the best possible view of her. Even though he was married she still wanted to make sure he thought her a beautiful elegant woman. It was at that moment she spotted Darcy's face, it seemed to be alive somehow, and a gentle thoughtful smile was upon face. Oh my ... she thought, he's smiling at me, how very handsome he looks.
"Mr. Darcy, you seem to be in a fine mood this morning, I wonder if you would like to join me in a walk around the garden. I do love the exercise, and your company would be much appreciated."
Good god, Darcy thought, that's twice she mentioned my good company, how on earth do I stop her pursuing me. Obviously marriage will not stop this woman.
"I'm sorry Miss Bingley, I ..."
"Please call me Caroline, I have known you too long for such formalities."
"As I was saying Miss... err Caroline. I have some important letters that I need to write, if you don't mind I would like to finish them this morning."
"Oh how disappointed I am."
Good grief is she batting her eyelashes at me, Darcy thought she looks like an odd Mother Hen with eye spasms. With the huge red feather attached to her hair and her sharp nose made this a rather precise description. He couldn't help smile even more to as he left Caroline to herself.
Caroline was delighted, she couldn't wait to tell Louisa that Mr. Darcy had showed her affection, and smiled at her.
Netherfield Library
Darcy had walked into the Library with the intention of writing a long overdue letter to Georgiana, especially now that he had excellent news to convey. They had decided last night to keep the upcoming arrival quiet and agreed only to tell very close family. However when Darcy arrived, Bingley was industriously looking over the books in the selves.
"Bingley, you astonish me, have you taking to reading all of a sudden?"
"Indeed not. No I shall never be a great reader, but I have been given a task and I will execute it with all my power," grinned Bingley
"Task, what task are talking about?" Darcy grinned back. If Bingley was not so involved with his mission, he might have realised that Darcy was smiling and commented on it, however his mind was too full of other things for him to think clearly about Darcy
"My task Darcy, and do not attempt to stop me, is to find a suitable book for Miss Bennet. I was allowed to visit her this morning and she asked me to procure her a book from my Library. She said she would like to read one that I have read so maybe we could discuss it. A grand idea don't you think."
Darcy was a little startled at this, he had thought about his last conversation with Bingley, and indeed Bingley was taking his advise on getting to know the lady better before pronouncing his ever lasting love to her, but this was not the course of action he wanted.
"Bingley," Darcy started. "Do you remember that funny little man in Miss Bennet company at Meryton the other day?"
"Why, yes. I must admit he was extremely amusing, quite a character."
"Well did you know he is a cousin of Miss Bennet."
"Is he," Bingley laughed "How unfortunate."
"Yes, indeed, very unfortunate. The Bennets may be local Country Gentry but all their relatives and connection are no higher that clergymen, attorneys and Tradesmen that live in Cheapside."
"They could have relatives to fill all of Cheapside for all I care. I greatly admire Miss Bennet and you shan't stop me from thinking that." Bingley declared.
Darcy feeling for the first time that he could not sway his friend decided on a different tactic.
"Very well, I will not stop you discussing books with Miss Bennet, in fact she should be commended for it, but do not tire her out. Though I take it she is a little better from what her sister told me at breakfast this morning."
"That is very gracious of you, you are a great friend indeed," Bingley smiled sarcastically at Darcy. This was the first time Bingley had stood up against Darcy and he had won.
"Before you continue then Bingley, I have some news for you, but only for you. Will you keep my confidence if I shear it with you."
"Of course, you can trust me."
"We are only telling a few people at the moment, and I would like you to be one of them."
"Absolutely, but what is it man, I must know."
"Bingley I must ask you for your congratulations, Anne is having a baby," Both men grinned at each other. Bingley's eyes grew with astonishment, Darcy you old devil he thought. "My my, this is wonderful news old man, My whole hearted congratulations. Now where is Anne I must see her."
"Sorry, she keeps to her room today, the doctor has told her to take it easy." Darcy said with slight concern.
"Oh well, time enough for congratulations later. How about a glass of Claret to celebrate?"
"Bingley, it is not even 10.00am, and please remember that you are sworn to secrecy at the moment, no offence but I would not want your sisters to find out just yet. And we seem to have a household fill of new acquaintances."
"Oh yes, Miss Bennet, thanks for reminding me, now I must find a suitable book." Bingley went back to searching through his unfamiliar library.
Darcy sighed to himself, he had not meant to remind Bingley about Miss Bennet.
Netherfield Hall, Hertfordshire
25th October 1811Miss Georgiana Darcy
Matlock Manor, LondonDear Georgiana
My deepest apologies for not writing sooner, life here in Hertfordshire has kept me very busy. I must say I have just received news that made me come directly to write to you today, but please only inform our closest of relatives for now. Anne has just told me that she is expecting our first child in little less than 6 months. This is very joyous news indeed. I hope dear sister that we may be able to call on you to help Anne as much as you can. The Doctor has conveyed his concern over Anne's health and has asked her to rest as much as possible. I would think knowing Anne as I do now, that this might be hard. She has found a new freedom and it will be hard on her to revert to old ways and listen to advise on taking things easy. I can only guess that with your help we will be able to make Anne's confinement as easy as possible.
Hertfordshire seems to have a natural beauty to it, but I am still inclined to believe that Derbyshire is far the best county in all of England. As I am still unsure of my plans for the near future I think it better that you to stay in London at present, I'm sure Bingley will invite us back for summer if he is still here.
I have heard from Anne that you are making great progress on a new piano piece, I eagerly await a recital, is this a piece that you can sing to? I would dearly love to hear you again. I must convince you that you have the most beautiful voice I have had the pleasure to listen to. Anne agrees with me completely on this point, so there is no need to disagree with me.
I must sign off now.
Your loving brother
FD
After Dinner the whole party excluding Jane entered the Drawing Room, Elizabeth had joined them for dinner with the hopes of Jane who was much improved would be down for a visit later that evening. Anne who had plans on staying in her chambers that night, only decided on going downstairs when she had met Miss Elizabeth for the first time in Jane's room, earlier that day.
Their meeting had started a bit coolly but soon all three ladies were talking and laughing like old friends. Anne admired the two sisters and couldn't help think what a difference they were to the other two sisters staying in the house. Jane was fair and had a very kind gentle nature about her, and Anne knew that she could never say an unkind word about anyone. She knew that Mr. Bingley was very much on his way to falling in love with her, very well matched indeed she thought. Elizabeth on the other hand was quite different, she had lots of witty conversation and wasn't afraid of shearing her opinion, she was able to do this without insulting everyone around her, in fact she had the talent of teasing people without getting them upset. Unlike her mother who was able to insult everyone she meet with her sharp tongue. She laughed to herself about how Fitzwilliam would handle such a forthright manner. She was hoping for some lively conversation that night, a vast difference to the gushing of Miss Bingley around her husband. She herself did not have the talent of putting people in their place and wondered if an alliance with Miss Elizabeth could be helpful.
Jane had been able to come down for a short while, and Mr. Bingley fussed over her the entire time, it was very sweet. She noticed how please Elizabeth looked at the situation. However she also noticed the looks that Caroline and Louisa were giving each other, how typical she thought, they only think of themselves and not the happiness of their brother. What disturbed her the most was the grave look Darcy had on his face. Oh no she thought he will not interfere with Bingley and Jane, I must remember to talk to him about this. Anne stopped her musings as an interesting conversation had started.
*``How I long to see her again! I never met with anybody who delighted me so much. Such a countenance, such manners, and so extremely accomplished for her age! Her performance on the piano-forte is exquisite.'' Caroline cooed. Who is she talking off, Anne thought.
``It is amazing to me,'' said Bingley, ``how young ladies can have patience to be so very accomplished as they all are.''
``All young ladies accomplished! My dear Charles, what do you mean?''
``Yes all of them, I think. They all paint tables, cover screens, and net purses. I scarcely know any one who cannot do all this, and I am sure I never heard a young lady spoken of for the first time, without being informed that she was very accomplished.''
"Who are they talking about?" she mouthed to Elizabeth.
"Miss Darcy," Elizabeth whispered back.
``Your list of the common extent of accomplishments,'' said Darcy, ``has too much truth. The word is applied to many a woman who deserves it no otherwise than by netting a purse, or covering a screen. But I am very far from agreeing with you in your estimation of ladies in general. I cannot boast of knowing more than half a dozen, in the whole range of my acquaintance, that are really accomplished.''
``Nor I, I am sure,'' said Miss Bingley.
``Then,'' observed Elizabeth, ``you must comprehend a great deal in your idea of an accomplished women.''
``Yes; I do comprehend a great deal in it.''
``Oh! certainly,'' cried his faithful assistant, ``no one can be really esteemed accomplished, who does not greatly surpass what is usually met with. A woman must have a thorough knowledge of music, singing, drawing, dancing, and the modern languages, to deserve the word; and besides all this, she must possess a certain something in her air and manner of walking, the tone of her voice, her address and expressions, or the word will be but half deserved.''
``All this she must possess,'' added Darcy, ``and to all this she must yet add something more substantial, in the improvement of her mind by extensive reading.'' Darcy had regretted saying that, as it might give Bingley the idea that her was referring to Jane Bennet. In fact he didn't really know why he had said what he had said.
``I am no longer surprised at your knowing only six accomplished women. I rather wonder now at your knowing any.'' Replied Elizabeth
Well done Miss Elizabeth, Anne thought. Yes I will very much enjoy your society. She gave Elizabeth a smile of satisfaction, one that her husband did not miss either.
Posted on Tuesday, 26 February 2002
Matlock Manor, London
1 November 1811Mr. F Darcy
Netherfield Hall, HertfordshireDear Fitzwilliam
Your last letter has brought me great joy, I can not wait to be a loving Aunt.
(it continued this way for three further pages)
I assure you that I will take my guidance from Lady Matlock and not Lady Catherine. Please convey my best wished to Anne.
All my love to both you and Anne
CC Georgiana
P.S. Would it be alright if I was know by Aunt Georgie, or would that be to informal
Darcy smiled to himself, he was sure that Anne would also find Georgiana's letter as delightful has he had, even with the reference of to her mother. He decided to look for Anne, as he had been up early that morning to take in a ride with Bingley around the farms that belonged to the Estate. After inquiring with the Housekeeper he was surprised to learn that Anne had taken Breakfast in her chambers, and had not come down yet.
As he went to Anne's chambers, he saw Elizabeth had just left Anne's room, he gave a small nod and greeted her, she must have been in a hurry he thought as she hardly acknowledged his presence.
"Anne, are you in here?" he asked as he entered the Anne's chamber
"Yes Fitzwilliam, please come in."
Darcy was horrified, Anne looked very pale and unwell. "Anne, you don't look well, let me get the Doctor immediately. Have you caught the cold of Miss Bennet?"
"No Fitz, please do not worry yourself, I am sure I will be fine later in the day. Pregnant women you know are prone to being unwell in the morning and then much better in the afternoon. I sure that is all it is." She said confidently. "I'm glad you are here Fitz, I have been wanting to speak to you about delicate matter."
"Go on, I hope we can discuss anything."
"Do you like Miss Bennet. Miss Jane Bennet?"
Not sure where this was going, he replied slowly "Yes ... well I don't dislike her."
"That is a very vague answer. But don't worry I will take at it as a positive answer and not a negative one," said Anne. "I think Charles likes her very much. What say you?"
"I think Charles could do better than Miss Jane Bennet, she has no valued connections and well her family is not desirable in the slightest and no dowry to speak off."
"Fitzwilliam, I am astonished. Jane is lovely, and as I have only the pleasure of meeting one of Jane's sisters I will have to make judgment from that, and find the whole Bennet family to be wonderful."
Anne sat stunned as Darcy laughed out loud.
"Oh Anne, if only you had the pleasure of meeting the other Miss Bennets and not to mention the mother, I know you would change your mind. I have to admit that the only two good members of that family are the ones staying here at the moment"
"So you admit that you find Miss Bennet lovely and of good character" Anne said triumphantly.
"Well maybe I do, but I worry about Bingley. He so often falls in love with ladies that he has just met. He would have been married at age 16 if I didn't guide him"
"Yes but Bingley is not 16 anymore, maybe you should trust his judgment now. Anyway who are you to know what's wrong and right for Charles."
"I am, as you know Mrs. Darcy, Bingleys best friend. Besides he is always asking me for advised. That is why you find yourself here, in the middle of Hertfordshire." The last was stressed as if pain.
"Fitzwilliam, you may be full of advise and wisdom when it comes to running an estate, but how to you presume to be an expert on the heart? Have you had countless lovers during your bachelorhood that I'm not aware of?"
"Anne, I am shocked, you have never talked to me in such a forthright manner. Maybe you are spending to much time in Miss Elizabeth's company for your own good."
"Don't give me lectures," Anne bantered back "No I shan't listen to another word."
Darcy just looked at her and shook his head.
"Unbelievable, my own wife refuses to listen to me. That would be grounds for an annulment," he said with a smile
"You don't scare me Fitzwilliam. I will start listening to your advice, when you listen to mine."
"Go on then."
"Let Charles enjoy Jane's company. If they aren't meant to be then let them find out on their own, but I have it from good authority that it might just be a match made in heaven."
"And I suppose Miss Elizabeth was this good authority you speak of?"
"She could be. I do enjoy her company, especially last night. I am disposed to liking her. I know Miss Bingley doesn't think much of her, but you would have to be the Queen of England before she would admit to liking anyone of the female gender."
"That my dear Anne this is the first thing I freely agree with you about. But I think I have disturbed you long enough, rest now and I will see you at Dinner. Oh I almost forgot, here is a very long letter from Georgiana, I'm sure you will be delighted in her reply, she sounds in better spirits to."
"Thank you Fitzwilliam, just the diversion I need."
Anne missed Dinner that night, as she was still feeling unwell. However Elizabeth had come to visit again and had informed her that they were to leave the next day. Anne had extracted a promise from Elizabeth to come and visit her next week when she was feeling better.
The next day Bingley was feeling rather glum, Jane had been there for 4 nights and he only seen her for a few hours, he was heartened to hear that Anne had invited them both back for a visit next week. However the rest of the party was pleased to see the carriage departing Netherfield.
Darcy was in a dark mood, Anne's health was not improving and he had an unfortunate meeting is Miss Elizabeth Bennet over breakfast. Once again when he had walked into the dinning room, she was the only one there. He had started of well enough, enquiring after Jane, but he also wanted to probe a little into her expectations of Jane and Bingley. It only ended up with Elizabeth muttering something about not being a fortune hunter under her breath as she left without finishing her breakfast. Darcy was not sure what went wrong but was glad that the Bennet sisters had left.
"Well I have decided to set a date for the Ball," Bingley said to all in the room. He was hoping for a positive response but was saddened when none came.
"You can't be serious brother," Caroline hissed "There is no one of consequence here to justify holding a ball."
"Nonsense, I owe the ___shire a ball, we have had plenty of invitations since we're arrived, and besides I promised the Miss Bennets that I would hold a ball, and I will not displease them by taking back my words."
"Mr. Darcy, can't you make Charles see sense?" Darcy was about to voice his objection about the ball, but the last thing he wanted to do was agree with Caroline. His hesitation coursed Bingley to reply first.
"No one can talk me out of it, I plan on writing the invitations today and personally delivering them to the neighbourhood tomorrow. Who wants to help me?" he finished enthusiastically.
Caroline rolled her eyes, but resigned herself to helping as she would be considered the hostess of the ball and wanted it to run smoothly and select the guests. "If you insist Charles, but I will not be delivering the invitations with you tomorrow, you will have to go by yourself."
Longbourn - The next day
"Jane, Jane , ooooh hurry girl, he has come."
"Who mother?" Jane asked knowing full well whom she meant.
"Mr. Bingley of course, and oh that odious man he calls a friend."
Lizzy and Jane shrugged at each other, they could both imagine why Mr. Bingley was calling but not why Mr. Darcy would make a visit.
"It is probably to cast his superior eye over our meager residence," Lizzy said with a huffy voice "Anyway don't expect me to speak to him, I don't want anything to do with that horrible man. I would rather have a meaningful discussion with Mr. Collins."
"Lizzy !!!" Jane said disapprovingly. Lizzy had told Jane the events between Mr. Wickham and Mr. Darcy, but it was not in her nature to look unkindly at anyone. She knew that she had upset Lizzy by not agreeing with her, but Mr. Bingley always talked so fondly of Darcy as had his wife, when Jane pointed that fact out to Lizzy she got a pillow in her face for her trouble.
"Please be nice Lizzy," She whispered as the Gentleman were announced into the front room
"Mr. Bingley. It is always a pleasure," Mrs. Bennet said. "and I see you have brought your friend, you are welcome I am sure."
Bingley wanted to come straight to the point of his visit and handed Mrs. Bennet the invitation to the Netherfield Ball, then went to Jane's side to inquire about her health.
"Oh. look girls, we are all invited to Mr. Bingley's ball. Sir you do us a great honour, oh and look Mr. Collins you are invited as well." Mrs. Bennet was in her element. She was very pleased with the day's events. She was sure the ball was actually for her daughter, a point she would have to make to Lady Lucas and Mrs. Phillips.
"Mr. Bingley, I am honoured to be invited to your elegant ball, I was planning on returning back to Hunsford in a weeks time, but I will delay my departure until after the 26th."
All the sisters inwardly groaned all except Lydia who moaned very loudly. Darcy who was watching the events unfold saw the dismayed faces and had to suppress a look of displeasure at Lydia's very evident moan. He noticed that only Jane and Elizabeth looked shocked at this behaviour and he wondered at the mother's inability to control her daughter. He was starting to musing on how he as a father would control such outbursts. Lizzy had been keeping a watchful eye on the quiet visitor to Longbourn, she had giving up on Mr. Bingley and Jane who were now back engrossed in their own conversation. Mr. Darcy still had that look about him, how dear he, she thought, who is he to look down at us in that superior manner.
"Mr. Darcy, don't you agree?" Mr. Collins said
"Yes, quite I'm sure," Darcy said not sure what he had just agreed to.
"I'm sorry Mr. Collins but Bingley and I have a lot of other business today, if you will excuse us." With that he bowed to all and tapped Bingley on the shoulder.
"Right, yes..." stammered Bingley, who had just secured to first two dances with Jane.
"Mr. Darcy is quite correct we have to go and visit the Colonel to invite the Officers." Darcy was not expecting Bingley to invite the officers, and was very surprised when he heard Bingley say this, so much so that he left without another word and Bingley was forced to quickly follow after him.
Yes, run, Mr. Darcy, Elizabeth thought, I know you will not want to see Mr. Wickham.
"Miss Elizabeth," Mr. Collins greasy voice intruded on Lizzy's ears. "Miss Elizabeth, would you do me the honour of a turn around the Garden, I have something I wish to discuss with you?"
"Of course she will," said an excited Mrs. Bennet as she practically pushed Elizabeth out the door.
All Jane could do was watch in horror as she could only guess at what was about to happen.
Posted on Saturday, 2 March 2002
Longbourn - The day of the ball
Lizzy was still in self-imposed exile in her room; Mrs. Bennet had refused to speak to her since declining Mr. Collins proposals over a week ago. As she sat in front of her mirror getting ready for the ball at Netherfield that evening, she was grateful of her fathers efforts in calming Mrs. Bennet down to a dull screech about her being an undutiful daughter.
Mr. Collins at first did not believe that Elizabeth had turned him down and was confident that this was all her gentle way of making him love her more. He however had been kept very busy by Mary, who for the first time had reflected on the situation quickly and decided to help Lizzy out by asking him about Fordyce's Sermons almost hourly, a topic they both enjoyed discussing. In Lizzy's mind Mary was improving greatly, Mary had convinced Mr. Collins that he should listen to her play on the Piano for endless hours, he had such a good ear for music in her view. In turn the piece that she had been practising sounded very good. Well good for Mary's standards anyway. Elizabeth smiled to herself and continued getting ready.
The hour was getting close for the carriages to leave Longbourn. Jane was very excited at the prospect of dancing with Mr. Bingley again and Lydia and Kitty were hotly discussing which officer they should dance with first. Lizzy's attention was brought to their conversation with the mention of Mr. Wickham. Lydia demanded that Lizzy would not keep Wickham all to herself for the entire night. Lizzy laughed as she had not seen or heard from him in several days, she had been able to go for quiet walks around Longbourn but never ventured to Meryton as she wished to hide from prying eyes. She did not even know if Wickham would be there but secretly hoped he would.
Netherfield Hall - The night of the ball
As the Bennets entered the main entrance of Netherfield, Lizzy took Jane's hand and gave her a reassuring squeeze. With the greeting over Mr. Bingley took both Jane and Lizzy into the Grand Hall where the other guests were gathering. Lizzy looked about for Mr. Wickham but with disappointment she couldn't see him in the large crowd. A young officer walked over to her and bowed politely, at this point Bingley and Jane left Elizabeth alone to talk with some other guests. The officer, Capt. Denny had informed her that Wickham sends his apologies and quickly darted his eyes to indicate that it was because of Darcy's presence.
Lizzy was left alone as Lydia and Kitty had accosted the officer away. She began to wander around the room very disappointed when she had saw her good friend Charlotte Lucas.
"Charlotte, how wonderful to see you," Lizzy gleamed.
"And you to Lizzy. How are you doing, is your mother specking to you yet?" Charlotte said with a laugh and a smile.
"No, she is not, but I am not saying that, that is a bad thing," Lizzy jokingly said.
"I must say I was quite shocked when my mother told me that you had refused Mr. Collins."
"Were you really Charlotte. You off all people must know me by now, I would never marry for the security of a good home and fortune. I would only marry for the deepest of love."
"Yes Lizzy, you quite mistake me. I was shocked at Mr. Collins, thinking he could entice a lady like yourself into marriage. I admit when he came over to our house for dinner that day, I thought him the strangest absurd man that I have ever met. He kept steering at me like I was his favourite meal at dinnertime. Very odd indeed." she laughed. "I must say I thought he almost had designs on me, but I think he is now more occupied with your sister. It is a relief indeed." She nodded in Mary's direction
"Ahh Charlotte, it gladdens me to hear you say that, I would not want you, my good friend trapped with a ridiculous man in a loveless marriage."
At that point Charlotte's younger brother came up and told Charlotte that her father had insisted that he ask her for the first dance, as he needed the practise. The poor boy looked very embarrassed and both Charlotte and her brother left for the dance floor leaving Elizabeth alone. Not quite knowing what to do with herself she looked around the room and saw Anne in a far corner by herself, so she made her way over while giving Charlotte an amused but sympathetic look.
"Anne, how are you?" Elizabeth said.
"I would be much better if everyone stopped fussing," She retorted. "I'm sorry Elizabeth, Fitzwilliam practically insisted I should go to bed and rest, but I told him that my being locked away upstairs wouldn't excuse him from his duties here tonight, and he has just left in a bad mood. Poor Charles I must warn him that Darcy is in one of his moods," Anne rolled her eyes and laughed as she motioned Lizzy to take a seat next to her. "I am surprised that you are not dancing Lizzy, I have no doubt you are an excellent dancer and enjoy the activity.
"Yes I would be, but I was hoping that Mr. Wickham would be here to..." Lizzy stopped halfway through realising what she had said.
"Do you mean Mr. George Wickham," Anne said quietly.
"Yes," Lizzy putting on an overprotected voice. "Anne I don't mean to offend you, but I know the details between your husband and Mr. Wickham and I think the least said the better."
"Elizabeth, I very much doubt that you do know the whole truth about Mr. George Wickham." Anne paused. "Oh dear ... please tell me what he has told you. I know the real truth and I don't trust Wickham in the slightest," pleaded Anne.
"Very well, but lets go somewhere a bit quieter." Anne agreed to this and they departed for the library. Several eyes were on them as they left, including Miss Bingley who thought it was an opportune time to maneuver Mr. Darcy into dancing with her.
After closing the door slightly, Elizabeth turned around to face Anne. "Anne, I will tell you what I have been told, but I think that you may be bias in your opinion, as Mr. Wickham was sincere and humble in telling me of his misfortunes and he had truth in his ways."
"True my loyalties lie with my husband, but if you know the whole truth then I have others that could back up the correct version."
Lizzy looked confused, as far as she knew it was only Mr. Wickham and Mr. Darcy that were involved. As Elizabeth related what Wickham had told her, Anne couldn't believe what she was hearing, but she patiently waited until Elizabeth had finished telling her story.
"Oh Lizzy," she sighed "That is far from the truth. Tell me how long had you known Mr. Wickham before he slandered by husband in such a terrible way?"
Elizabeth had to stop, "Why I believe it was the second time we had met at my Aunt Phillips house." She was starting to get an awful feeling in her stomach. As she said it out loud she had realised that it was not the actions of a proper gentleman.
"Anne, please, tell me your version of the events?" It was Lizzy's turn to plead but also with a little sense of reluctance on her side, as she thought herself a good judge of character and had liked Mr. Wickham from the beginning and dearly did not want to be betrayed or deceived by him.
Lizzy sat with her mouth open and unable to speak as she was taking in all that Anne was saying. She was finding it very difficult to believe but had that nagging feeling that the truth was being told.
"I know you are having trouble believing me Lizzy, and I can only apply to your good sense that you have been deceived by a most clever rogue. I don't know why he would want to hurt you, but I can only believe he wishes to make bad the Darcy name in some sick revenge. Do you believe me Lizzy?"
Lizzy nodded. "Thank you Anne, I do believe you"
"Good, and if you didn't I could have my cousin Col. Fitzwilliam to confirm it. I know it is odd to go to such lengths, but I like you Lizzy and I don't want to see you get mixed up with the likes of Wickham."
Anne hadn't mentioned Miss Darcy by name, only referring to her as a close acquaintance, she didn't think Mr. Darcy would approve of her divulging the truth about his sister. It wasn't necessary as Elizabeth had the look of mortification on her face that made Anne believe that Elizabeth knew in her heart the truth.
"No thank you, you do not need to such lengths as I said I do believe you."
"Believe you about what?" Mr. Darcy asked as he walked in the room.
"Mr. Darcy," Elizabeth jumped of her seat in shock.
"Oh nothing of importance," Anne quickly said, and shot Elizabeth a glance. "We were taking about the new way women wear their hair in London, that's all"
"And you came in here away from the ball to discuss new fashions?" Darcy said with slight skepticism
"It was loud out there and my head was beginning to hurt, but I feel better now." Anne didn't really lie this time, her head was somewhat throbbing. Lizzy finally got enough composure to speak, she had be so embarrassed that Mr. Darcy had almost overheard their conversation and how rude she had been to him over the last few weeks, she could only manage a feeble excuse of her being missed and left the room quickly.
As Elizabeth walked out into the main room, she scanned for her confidante Jane, and to her amazement she found that Jane wasn't currently engaged with Mr. Bingley.
With purpose she paced across the room to reach her. "Jane, I have so much to tell you, I scarce no where to begin!"
Jane was looking very concerned, as it hadn't gone unnoticed by her nor Charlotte that Lizzy had been missing for above half an hour. "Lizzy are you well?"
"Yes, I am fine, well in body but maybe not in mind." Lizzy went on to relay the newly discovered truth about their dear Wickham. Jane of course tried to see the good side of Mr. Wickham.
``This will not do,'' said Elizabeth. ``You never will be able to defend him. For my part, I am inclined to believe it all Mr. Darcy's, but you shall do as you choose.''
Jane, even with her doubts, had to agree that she trusted Mrs. Darcy more than she trusted Mr. Wickham.
They both smiled at each other reassuringly "I think you should start to enjoy this fine ball that your Mr. Bingley has put on for you," Lizzy said with a gleam in her eye. "By the way why are you not dancing with him?"
"I can hardly dance with him the whole night Lizzy as you well know, and he is not My Mr. Bingley. But I will be dancing the next set with him, it is the last before dinner. And you? You have not had one dance tonight, which must change. Why even Mary has danced with Mr. Collins tonight. Poor Mary, Mr. Collins must have turned the wrong way about 10 times and walked straight into Mrs. Baxter three times," at this both ladies had to hide their laughter behind their hand. Charlotte Lucas has just joined them by this time and was enjoying the discussion of the dancing skills of Mr. Collins as well. It was Jane that first noticed the two gentlemen approaching and blushed slightly.
"Miss Bennet, I know I am early but I have come to claim you for the next dance. You promised me remember." Bingley smiled warmly.
Darcy stood behind him, looking somewhat flushed. "Miss Elizabeth Bennet, I have been given three requests or should I say orders from my wife that concerns you. May I relay them to you?"
"Certainly," said Elizabeth, not sure what to think, he did look extremely embarrassed, but he had a playful manner about his question that seemed to soften his normally grim face.
"First of all," he looked at everyone standing near "Anne sends her apologies, she has retired for the night, she is still feeling a little tired from her recent illness."
"Is she all right?" Lizzy said with concern, thinking that their conversation might have something to do with her fatigue.
"Yes, she wanted to stress to everyone." Darcy was only looking a Elizabeth when he said this "That she is fine, just a little tired."
"Good, and now tell me what was her second order?" Lizzy said with a little relief in her voice.
"Miss Bennet, would you do the honour of Dancing the next set with me?" Everyone looked at him with utter surprise.
This was the last thing Elizabeth had expected. "Why I am ... I was ... yes, thank you"
This was said with not a moment to spear as the music had told them that the next set was just about to begin.
Mr. Bingley and Jane lead the way, but no one was looking at them. Both Darcy and Elizabeth were acutely aware that many eyes were on them, including a very cold stare from Miss Bingley.
The music started and Darcy and Elizabeth danced for a while without specking. *To oblige him to talk, she made some slight observation on the dance. He replied, and was again silent. After a pause of some minutes, she addressed him a second time with ``It is your turn to say something now, Mr. Darcy. -- I talked about the dance, and you ought to make some kind of remark on the size of the room, or the number of couples.''
He smiled, and assured her that whatever she wished him to say should be said.
"So Anne asked you to dance with me?"
"Yes," was all his reply.
"And why would she do that, do you think?" Elizabeth said quickly before they parted.
"She told me, that I should make an effort to be more..." was all Darcy was able to say before they parted again.
"More what," Elizabeth said matter-of-factly as they came together. She didn't know what Anne had told Darcy about their conversation.
"More Friendly, Miss Bennet. My wife is under the impression, that I do not make the best of first impressions or seconds and thirds apparently, and I need to better myself in this skill" he struggled to say. "She suggested that I should dance at least one dance tonight. Though she did not know at the time that Miss Bingley had already suggested the same. But I managed to stem off her attacks, unfortunately I am not allowed to disagree with Mrs. Darcy."
"Suggested, or ordered you to dance," Elizabeth teased, she was beginning to feel more at ease.
"Yes you are quite correct Miss Bennet, she ordered me, however she suggested you as an appropriate Dance partner, for she did not think that Miss Bingley would be appropriate as we all know her opinion of me can not be altered." He said with a mix of jest and painful reality.
This last statement broke the ice with both of them, and they both relaxed and started enjoying the dance. It was not long after that Sir William disturbed their dancing with a comment about the happy future of a beloved sister. Elizabeth saw that pained look again on Darcy's face. She waited impatiently until Sir William had finished and they were able to continue with the dance.
"Mr. Darcy. You looked surprised by Sir Lucas's statement," she said cautiously.
"Yes, somewhat. It never ceases to amaze me how quickly one goes from dancing to matrimony." It was his turn to see the disapproving look on Elizabeth's face. "It is something I find in all society, including the highest spheres of London." He tried to vindicate himself, remembering the unfortunate conversation he had with Mrs. Bennet about country life.
"Yes, for I would not marry the first man I danced with nor for money and comfort, and nether would my sister." Elizabeth said with arched eyebrows.
"Miss Bennet, may I be frank with you. My wife highly recommends your opinions so I find I am also in need of them."
They parted again.
"I must remember to thank Anne, when I next see her, for it is a compliment indeed to be thought of so highly. But I am at a loss to think how I have gained them. But prey continue, you may be as frank as you wish for you will not offend me."
"Does your sister return Mr. Bingleys regard for her?"
The parted again, which was fortunate as Elizabeth did not know quite how to answer that question. She had thought it obvious to a blind man that Jane was very much in love with Mr. Bingley. But Charlotte had mentioned at a previous gathering that Jane should be more open with her feelings, but that wasn't in Jane's nature.
"When you say frank, you mean it. Don't you Mr. Darcy?" again not for the first time tonight he was able to make her almost speechless. "Tell me Mr. Darcy, are you blind?" Elizabeth said
"No Miss Bennet I have perfectly good vision, but you have not answered my question, or maybe you don't know the answer." Darcy started to tease back, he wanted to keep the conversation light as if it was not wholly important.
"Yes I believe my sister to return Mr. Bingleys regard. If you really want my highly valued opinion then I would be more than happy to shear it with you."
"You have more to offer on the subject." He said, "Please by all means continue."
"I think they would make a perfectly wonderful couple, their manners are so similar, they both only see the best in people. for she liked you from the beginning Elizabeth thought sarcastically I would only wish a marriage made of love and understanding for my sister, she is so very dear to me. I think Mr. Bingley could be the only one I would let her marry." Elizabeth said confidently with a smile.
"You are very confident in yourself," Darcy replied. "However it has been my experience that opposites attract and not those of similar nature." There thought Darcy what have you to say about that.
"In some cases it may be true, but I find tonight that the Similar rule must apply," She said this as she looked at Mary and Mr. Collins talking to each other with great interest, probably about some philosophy or sermon. "You see my sister Mary seems to be the only one that can tolerate Mr. Collins' company. I know you are acquainted with him as he told me for a full hour one day that you are such a noble gentleman from such a noble family." Again she couldn't help smile to herself, which in turn made Darcy smile. Elizabeth thought that he should smile more often as he seemed to improve greatly when he did.
"Yes I had the pleasure of his company when visiting my Aunt, Anne's mother. I must think your sister to be a very tolerant person, and own an exceptional character to give her time so freely to Mr. Collins."
They both did there last turn of the dance and politely bowed and curtsied to each other before Mr. Darcy lead Elizabeth of toward her sister.
"Thank you for the pleasure of the dance Miss Bennet," he bowed again and departed.
Dinner was announced and the whole gathering made their way into the dinning area. The setting had been pre arranged and Mr. Darcy found himself next to Miss Bingley. Elizabeth thought if funny that Anne's place card was on another table completely even if she was not currently in attendance. When she voiced this to Jane, Mr. Bingley looked somewhat embarrassed. Elizabeth did not want to make him uncomfortable so commented on the enjoyable time she was having.
"I'm glad you are enjoying yourself Miss Elizabeth," Bingley said, "I myself are having the best evening of my life, I think..." He was looking dreamily at Jane. Jane was blushing severely and examining her dinner plate with great interest. "It is a great pity that I must leave for London in the morning" he continued. "But I dear say I will be back within three to four days at the most." Jane's smile had ceased only briefly at the former but returned instantly on his completion.
"Is it business that takes you to London?" Elizabeth said quickly to divert attention away from Jane's ever increasing blush.
"Yes, but pleasant business I hope." Bingley continued to talk to Jane, but Elizabeth attention was distracted as Darcy had left his seat next to Miss Bingley and had seated himself opposite Bingley.
"Bingley if you don't mind I think that I will join you, I have sadly neglected Georgiana over that last few months and would like the opportunity to visit."
"Mighty grand idea," Bingley stated. "But what about Anne, would she be happy staying here?" Bingley pointedly looked at his sister who was now seething since Darcy had left her.
"I'm sure she would not mind but I will speak to her tonight about it," Darcy mused, as he was thinking that he would like to get her something special in London.
"Mr. Darcy," Elizabeth interrupted. "Talking of Mrs. Darcy, I believe you have neglected to give me her third request, are you able to convey it to me now?"
Darcys face lit up as if he had a wonderful idea. "Indeed I am," he said enthusiastically. "She asked if you could come and visit her tomorrow, both you and Jane of course. And if it is alright with Bingley I'm sure you would be most welcome to stay for Dinner and to keep her company as well."
"Of course Darcy, capital idea," Bingley grinned.
Darcy excused himself shortly afterward, as he needed to speak to Anne before his early departure with Bingley in the morning. He wasn't sure that she would mind him leaving her with Caroline and the Hurst's for a few days but with the company of Jane and Elizabeth, he didn't think that she would be too angry with him. Indeed he would have to purchase a very nice gift for her to make up for his dreadful neglect.
The rest of the night went like a dream for Jane and Bingley, Elizabeth was sure if she asked Jane for details of the ball other than Mr. Bingley she would not have the slightest knowledge of it. Elizabeth however would have nightmares about the ball for a long time. After supper, the rest of her family were determined to make a spectacle of themselves, and did so admirably. First of all Lydia and Kitty kept steeling the young officers swords and running about the room with them. Mary had headed straight for the Piano when Bingley suggested a musical interlude. She hadn't played terribly, in fact it was the piece she had been practising for hours over the last week, but it was Mr. Collins excessive praises for her talent when Mrs. Hurst had began playing that Elizabeth could have crawled under the table and hidden forever from. Her Mother in typical fashion was loud and unmanageable, talking of marriage and weddings, she mentioned of course Bingley and his £5,000 per year, she was very happy with Mary and Mr. Collins and Lizzy was her endless worry, to have such an undutiful daughter. Elizabeth noticed the Bingley sisters snigger at the latter, she wondered what they thought about the earlier.
The night ended all to soon for Jane, but not soon enough for Elizabeth. Once the family had settled into their own rooms for the night, Elizabeth crept silently into Jane's room to talk about the evening's events. Elizabeth let Jane talk until three in the morning about the most amiable man of her acquaintance, she was very happy for her sister, and was able to snuggle into bed and find sleep with ease.