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Posted on Tuesday, 19 March 2002
Dearest AnneI was so very happy to receive your letter yesterday. I hope this finds you in better health and you are once again able to enjoy the splendours of Rosings Park. Please pass on my greetings to your family and thanks to your scribe, for your letter indeed lifted my spirits to greater heights.
Mama has been fussing as you so wisely predicted but it can be born with tolerable patience. As requested I can confirm that Mr. Bingley is indeed holding a Ball in honour of his Engagement on the 12th March and you are invited along with Colonel Fitzwilliam. I was sorry to hear that you would not attend but knowing you as I do, I fully expect to see Mr. Darcy around that time. As you also asked I ran to my father's library, which was no mean feat in itself, as I was at least 1 mile away from home when I read your letter for the first time. Please do not let anyone know of my unladylike manor of running wild in Hertfordshire. My Father has agreed to let me go early to Kent as long as I am back in time for Jane's wedding. My father can be a strange creature indeed, for he knows that rampaging horses could not keep me seeing my most beloved sister's marriage.
After rereading your letter, or should I say Mr. Darcy's letter as I think he wrote more in it than you dictated, I see that you have asked for my counsel in determining a suitable punishment for his wicked behaviour. As you suggested spending time with my Brother in Law could be one possible penalty, but as I must be loyal to my family I could not in good conscience agree with you. This does not suppose that I be loyal to your family and suggest that you employ Colonel Fitzwilliam to tease Mr. Darcy unmercifully for at least 2 hours, this must be relentless teasing and if possible have an audience, Georgiana may be able to comply. This I think should do him good on more than one front.
Charlotte Lucas also sends her best, as I have just let her read your letter and she was very amused by all written. Pray tell me, she mentioned that there was no news of the Colonel in your letter, but I will try not to read too much into her observation, unless you wish to start that line of thought.
Your Friend
Elizabeth Bennet.
On the Road
Darcy thoughts were still going around in his head, how did it happen that he was here in a carriage with Richard on their way back to Netherfield. He had been confronted numerous times by Anne and Georgiana on why he should go to Netherfield for Jane's and Bingley's Engagement Ball and far to many discussions with Lady Catherine about why he should not go to Netherfield. With the arrival of Richard to Rosings he was finally convinced that any more discussion or arguments on this topic was worthless, so here he was on his way to Netherfield and back to nightmares and daydreams that had ceased since his removal to Rosings. His thoughts on how Fitzwilliam Darcy Master of Pemberley had been manipulated yet again was troubling him, certainly one year ago this would not happen.
Bingley was the first to greet the carriage when it arrived at Netherfield.
"Gentlemen, its good to see you both again." He happily said. "Come this way, we should be able to make a quick retreat to my study."
Both Darcy and Richard knew why Bingley would sneak around his own estate and looked at each other with an amused expression.
"So Bingley how are the Ball plans going" asked the Colonel. He was very excited on being back in Hertfordshire and seeing a certain young lady, he had been instrumental with Anne in convincing Darcy to go to Netherfield to attend the Ball.
"Very well, Jane has been an angle and has helped tremendously" Bingley grinned. "I hope you both packed your dancing shoes for there is to be dancing all night."
Both Richard and Bingley laughed at Darcy's audible groan, and knew to drop the subject quickly.
The Engagement Party
The ball was going well and Darcy had managed not to dance all night, it was a lot easier now that he was married to escape the dance floor as no marriage making mama's were eyeing him up as a perspective son in law. Bingley had only danced with Jane as Caroline had refused to stand up with him, she very clearly said in front of Darcy that she had no inclination of standing up with her brother. It was a subtle hint that Darcy has refused to take. He watched Richard dance several dances with the Bennet sisters, he couldn't help feel a little odd when he danced with Elizabeth and to watch them so easily converse and laugh was more than enough, so he went out on the balcony to get some fresh air. When he came back in, to his surprise Richard was still dancing but this time with Miss Lucas, Darcy spotted Elizabeth in the corner talking to Jane and Bingley, as he needed to speak to Elizabeth regarding her visit to Rosings he decided now was a good time as any.
"Bingley, Miss Bennet, Miss Elizabeth." He greeted "I hope the evening is up to your expectations" he asked Jane.
"Yes thank you" Jane quietly replied.
"Mr. Darcy, how is Mrs. Darcy?" Elizabeth asked, she knew she was being formal but somehow the moment called for formality as this was the first chance she had to speak to him since his arrival.
"She is well, thank you. Anne is counting down the days until you arrive, I fear she misses your company, and I must reside myself to being a sorry individual in comparison to you, for she sends me away and demands that I only return with you in toe." He smiled, and noticed Elizabeth's blush.
"Mr. Darcy, you do not give yourself enough credit, for she trusts you enough to bring me safely to Rosings, so you mustn't be to harsh on yourself." She teased back. "Maybe your subject choices are lacking, do you speak to her about Estate business or the of the war in France, for you know that will not do, you must speak to her on more exciting subjects such as the latest novel or perhaps names for your child. Topics like that are much more interesting for a women in confinement." Elizabeth was enjoying the company of Mr. Darcy. Their conversation was halted over the announcement of Supper, so Darcy escorted Elizabeth into the Dinning Rooms.
"This is twice now that I have escorted you into the Dinning Room at one of Bingley's Balls." He absentmindedly commented.
"We are lucky that you are married for if you were not the locals would have rumours running wild all over Meryton about our possible engagement." Said Elizabeth with a cheerful smile.
This last sentence made Darcy blush slightly, he had no intention of being the source of local gossip, so he quickly escorted Elizabeth to a table and excused himself. Elizabeth thought it odd that at one moment he was all friendliness and ease and the next he was back to his stiff reserved self, she much preferred him the former and hoped that her journey to Rosings with him would not be difficult.
Mr. Darcy visited Longbourn two days after the Netherfield Ball along with Mr. Bingley and Colonel Fitzwilliam. He had wanted to speak to Mr. Bennet regarding the travel arrangements to Hunsford. The party would consist of Col. Fitzwilliam, Miss Bennet and himself not to mention the three servants that would be attending the carriage. He wanted to make sure that these plans were acceptable to Mr. Bennet, as was conscious of a unmarried lady accompanying two Gentleman that were not connected to the Family was not proper, but Anne had insisted that it would be acceptable but still he needed reassurance. His worries came to naught as Mr. Bennet himself offered to travel up for a few days so he could see he his middle daughter was comfortably situated. This surprised Elizabeth as much as anyone but her father explained that a few days away from Mrs. Bennet would renew his sensibilities. Elizabeth was pleased to have at least the company of her father to keep her amused during their journey.
So with a sad farewell to Jane and the rest of the family the four set off on there journey to Kent. Mr. Bennet was a welcome addition to the group, for both the Colonel and Darcy who delighted in his sense of humour as well as the small stories he would tell about Elizabeth's childhood. Elizabeth started to relaxed after her father had nodded off to sleep, she tried in vain to get childhood stories out of the other gentlemen but the Colonel replied that he only told Darcy stories in front of very large groups, and that they should not be wasted on only one acquaintance.
The carriage finally pulled up outside the Parsonage where Mr. and Mrs. Collins were waiting for them. The gentlemen quickly said their greetings and departed for Rosings leaving Mr. Bennet and Elizabeth behind. Mr. Collins was quick to give a tour of the house and gardens, Mr. Bennet took it all in with the absurd amusement it justified, Mary and Elizabeth went back inside to start the unpacking.
"I so very glad you were able to come to Hunsford early." Mary said "I'm sure Mrs. Darcy will appreciate it to, I fear she finds the midwife employed to look after her somewhat tiresome.'
"Yes I will be very happy to reacquaint myself with her again, but I need not say that I would like to catch up on your news first. Tell me how is running a Parsonage, much to your liking?" Elizabeth said thoughtfully. She was aware that Mary was often over looked and as much as she would dearly love to visit Anne and Georgiana on her first day she knew that she must first look after her sister and give her the appropriate attention expected.
Mary had explained that while she was still learning the intricacies of being a good mistress on a limited budget, Lady Catherine was a great help and resource if ever she needed assistance. Mr. Collins had stressed the importance of following Lady Catherine's advice to the letter, which she happily obliged. Mary also mentioned Mr. Collins often walking to Rosings and almost did daily, she asked Elizabeth's advise on how to persuade him not to. Elizabeth was a little surprised that Mary actually wanted to be in Mr. Collins company but was pleased that Mary had found happiness in her situation.
The next day Elizabeth was hoping for an invitation to Rosings so she could visit Anne and Georgiana but was a little disappointed when no such missive arrived at Breakfast, so she decided to go for a walk. Mary offered to show her the best paths to take before heading off to the church to ready the flowers for the service the next day. Elizabeth was happy to be left alone and was enjoying the park and its walks immensely, she was walking through a beautiful avenue of Oak's when she heard the sound of horse hooves behind her.
"Mr. Darcy" Elizabeth said as the horse finally drew near
"Miss Elizabeth, how are you today" he said as he got down from his horse. "I trust the parsonage is comfortable and Mr. and Mrs. Collins are in good health?"
"Yes, thank you. The Parsonage is all I thought it to be and Mary is indeed enjoying being the mistress of it. I understand your Aunt has been very helpful in Mary's education."
"Yes, I believe she has."
"I do not think she could have bestowed her kindness on a more grateful object as Mr. and Mrs. Collins." Elizabeth said.
"Yes," was all Darcy's reply. "Are you walking back towards the Parsonage?".
"Yes I am, for I fear that I would be missed if I stayed out longer."
"Would you allow me to escort you, as I was going in that direction" They started walking down the avenue in the direction of the parsonage, there was a silence but not an uncomfortable one but after a short time Mr. Darcy was the first to break the it. "Miss Bennet, I was actually on my way to the Parsonage to invite your family to dinner tonight, I am sure Mr. and Mrs. Collins would not have made any plans but are you and your father otherwise engaged?"
"We are not otherwise engaged, so I will accept on my fathers behalf. What time should we arrive?"
"I'm sure Anne would like you to arrive about 5.00 if that is not too early, Dinner is normally served about 6.30 if that is more convenient." Darcy said.
"I'm sure 5.00 will be fine. I am very interested in meeting your Aunt, I have heard so much about her, I believe she has the ultimate knowledge of how one should act in every circumstance."
"I believe she thinks so," said Darcy. "Miss Bennet, am I to believe you are a studier of Character?"
"It is a past time I enjoy," Elizabeth said, she looked at Mr. Darcy to see where he was going with this. He had an uneasy look about him as if he was trying to phrase the next sentence. "I am not always the best at it though." She said "Sometimes I get it horribly wrong."
"You surprise me, you openly admit to getting things wrong?" Darcy said a little taken back, there were two things swirling in his mind. One: Most people never admitted mistakes and Two: He knew Miss Elizabeth Bennet to be an accurate reader of people.
"Only sometimes, I said." Elizabeth replied
"Miss Bennet, I have been meaning ... I have been wondering ...What I mean to say and very inarticulately, is ever since Mrs. Darcy said at the first Netherfield Ball that I do not make good first impressions, I wonder if you would enlighten me with your thoughts." Darcy finally managed to stutter out.
Elizabeth was been caught off guard somewhat by his question, she wondered if he had guessed it was him she was referring to when admitting that she sometimes got someone's character completely wrong. "Well," she said. "It was quite some months ago, but I believe my very first impression of you was. Someone who was not happy in the company of strangers. I could hazard a guess and suggest that was because you didn't know many people and felt uncomfortable, maybe you missed your wife."
"I think you are being kind on me, and you have added in afterthoughts or reflections to that night. I would like to know truly Miss Bennet, how would you have described me to your Father for instance." He had stopped walked and was turned towards Elizabeth, he noticed her blush, he also noticed how becoming it was.
"I did not get on at all. I heard and saw such different accounts of you, as to puzzle me exceedingly.'' After a short pause she said. "Mr. Darcy, my first opinions are not important, what is important that you improve on further acquaintance and you are indeed a Gentleman in every respect."
"Thank you for the compliment, thou I was not looking for one, I find it refreshing to talk to a lady that can offer me her own opinion when asked, sometimes I fear that you may profess to opinions that aren't quite your own." Darcy said with a smile.
Mr. Collins voice could now be heard from the front garden of the Parsonage and Elizabeth could see Mr. Darcy wincing at the sound of it, she took pity on him and suggested that she had held him up and if necessary he could be on his way without calling into the Parsonage. Mr. Darcy thanked Elizabeth for her suggestion and mounted his horse and road off towards Rosings Manor.
When Elizabeth passed on the invitation to Mr. and Mrs. Collins such a fuss was made that poor Mr. Collins had to rest afterwards just to calm his nerves.
"Well Mary, does this always happen when an invitation arrives from Rosings. Or is it that he is to parade his newly found relatives in front of Lady Karen that leaves him in such a fluster." Mr. Bennet said with a smirk knowing full well that this was bound to get a reaction out of his daughter.
"Father, its Lady Catherine de Bourgh, not Karen," Mary cried in horror. "Please assure me that you will not get this wrong in front of her. Whose knows how Mr. Collins would react if you get her name and title wrong.
"Mary calm down, Father was only teasing you, he knows too well the name of Mr. Collins patroness. Father please promise me to be on your best behaviour tonight." Elizabeth begged.
But Mr. Bennet could see that Elizabeth had been amused by his deliberate mistake and as he calmly left the Drawing room for his own chamber said "I will try my best but I can't promise anything, my dear."
Needless to say Elizabeth spent half an hour convincing Mary that their Father would remember Lady Catherine's name.
Posted on Tuesday, 19 March 2002
Mr. Bennet had left for home the previous day and Elizabeth and Mary were invited to spend the day at Rosings. As it was a fine day they had walked to Rosings and collected some wild flowers growing along side the walkways. On their way they met up with the Colonel who was taking a tour around the ground and the three chatted away merrily until they approached Rosings and the Colonel once again made his escape. The ladies were shown to Anne's private sitting room and tea was ordered.
"Anne, you look well." Elizabeth said.
"You are not a good liar Lizzy, as I can tell by the way you push aside your hair every time you lie." Anne said back.
Elizabeth quickly took her hand down from her ear where she was busily tucking back a wayward curl. "Anne, your impossible. You aren't meant to know all my bad habits, even my father hadn't figured that one out yet!" she smiled. "I will admit that I have been caught, you do look a little pale, but I thought that you would have heard that from several people this morning that you did not need me to mention it as well."
Georgiana hurried into the room. "I'm sorry but I couldn't get away from . I mean I was not aware that you had arrived ... I apologies for my tardiness." she stuttered.
"Do not trouble yourself so," Elizabeth scolded. "You are here now and that is all that matters"
Georgiana smiled and relaxed as she sat on the sofa. "So what are we doing today?" She enquired. "It is such a beautiful day I thought a ride around the park would be nice, that way Anne could join us." She looked hopeful.
"It sounds like a great idea Georgi," Anne said. "My back ache is persisting, but I insist that you will take Elizabeth and Mary for that ride later. Maybe the terrible dual will join you"
"The Terrible duel?" Elizabeth asked
"Oh that's Anne's description of Fitzwilliam and Richard having fun at each others expense." Georgiana giggled.
"Well that sounds like the Colonel but I can not imagine Mr. Darcy fitting that description." Elizabeth said.
"Oh you are wrong, my brother can be very amusing in intimate groups, I dear say most people that meet him think he is very shy and quiet but she can be quite the opposite, as well as generous and loving."
"An ideal older brother then." Mary replied.
"Oh yes, very much so."
Elizabeth was having thoughts that most people did not think Mr. Darcy shy and quiet, the better choice of words would be proud and arrogant. This was the second time in a few weeks that she was evaluating Mr. Darcy's character, and the more she thought about him the conclusion was becoming clearer, apart from her father and Uncle Gardener she now considered Mr. Darcy the only other sensible gentleman of her acquaintance. She could hold a serious conversation with him as well as good humoured ones. Mr. Bingley she was sure could hold conversations but as his mind at present was always occupied with Jane, she would reserve that judgment for later and the Colonel as amiable as he is, was always joking and teasing everyone. No her list of Sensible gentlemen had now increased to three, Her father her Uncle and now Mr. Darcy.
After an hour or so, Anne decided that it was time for the others to have there carriage ride around the park, and told them so, there of cause where the dismissals of the idea as no one wanted to leave Anne behind, but with convincing that would have done Lady Catherine proud, Anne won her argument.
"Before you go Elizabeth, could you please pass me my small writing compodium over there on my desk," Anne asked.
"Certainly, but should I stay and be your scribe." Elizabeth asked with a smile on her face, remembering the letter Anne sent the previous month. Anne was also laughing remembering the letter.
"I would like to complete my letters myself, I have learnt that scribes are not always the best at writing down accurately, and of course adding in there own thoughts. I tried to stay angry with Fitzwilliam but alas I failed miserably."
As Elizabeth gathered the compendium and ink well she asked if her advise on Darcy's punishment was acted upon.
"You will have to ask Richard that. I did mention it too him, but I'm not sure if he took me seriously or not. Please do ask and report back to me."
"Very well then, I shall see you in a few hours."
The ride around that park was going well, the ladies were by themselves as neither gentleman could be found before they departed. The Carriage had stopped after about an hour so Georgiana and Elizabeth could investigate a brook nearby, Mary had stayed in the open carriage and was reading a book that she had brought along.
A load noise disrupted the peaceful setting as the Colonel jumped over a small fence on his new horse "Cathedral" and was running a tremendous speed towards the carriage. Mary didn't know what to do so jumped out of the carriage before the Colonel pulled up along side the road.
"Mrs. Collins, I'm sorry to startle you but you are needed at once back at Rosings, my Aunt commands it. Where are the other ladies?" He said almost out of breath. At that time Elizabeth and Georgiana came running up to the carriage for they too had heard the commotion and wondered what the matter could be.
"Colonel, what is the matter?" Elizabeth asked.
"It's Anne, she is in labour, and Aunt Catherine bids that Mrs. Collins attends the Midwife and Doctor.
"Me" Mary shrieked. "I do not know how to deliver a baby, what could she be thinking." Mary had visibly paled several shades and now was in danger of going green.
"But its too early ... isn't it." Georgiana said, she too was visibly upset at the news.
"I'm sure that all is well, maybe the Doctor got the original date wrong." Elizabeth said but looked worried, she exchanged looks with the Colonel which confirmed her suspicions that all was not well.
"I'm sure that's it." The Colonel added. "Darcy is with her and your Aunt employed the best midwife and doctor available. Come now we must be off, please ladies back into the carriage so we can get on our way." Richard helped the ladies back into the Carriage and quickly mounted his horse and took the cross-country route back to Rosings.
The carriage eventually made it back to Rosings and the three hastily made their way to outside Anne's Chambers.
"Mrs. Collins, you took your time, quickly go inside and make yourself useful." Lady Catherine barked.
Darcy was outside the room pacing up and down while the Colonel was trying to be useful. Elizabeth gave Georgiana a comforting look, and tried to reassure her that all would be well.
"I do not know why there are so many sad faces." Lady Catherine again commented. "After all she is a de Bourgh. Anne will have no problems with the delivery and she will produce a health girl to keep the family lines strong. I will be waiting in the Drawing Room. Miss Bennet you will fetch me as soon as there is news." And with that she turned and left the hallway.
With everyone standing in the hallway, Elizabeth was a little lost as what to do next, she looked at Georgiana who was looking with great concern at her brother, the Colonel was looking out of sorts and Mr. Darcy was wearing the highly polished floor boards thin. After a few moments she decided that this could turn out into a long wait and suggested that they go to the small drawing room at the end of the hall to await news. Mr. Darcy did stop pacing for a moment and then started again without replying, as no one else seemed able to answer. Elizabeth applied to a servant standing near by to bring three seats and a small table to the hallway outside Anne's room. No one noticed Elizabeth's request until several minutes later four servants arrived each with a piece of furniture in hand. Elizabeth thanked the servants and asked if some refreshments could be brought up as well. She made Georgiana have a seat and applied to the colonel to follow suit, but Mr. Darcy was not to be moved from the floor and maintained a steady pace back and forth. After what seemed hours, Lady Catherine appeared and asked for progress.
"Is there no news yet? I am not used to waiting this long, someone must inform the Doctor that Anne must deliver at once."
Mary must have heard the disturbance outside the door, for at that moment she opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. All eyes were on her and Mr. Darcy did not hesitate to step directly into her path.
"Well what news have you?" he inquired impatiently
"No news yet, Anne is doing as well as can be expected but the doctor has said it will be a few more hours yet."
"This will not do, you must tell the doctor to..." Lady Catherine was cut off by Mr. Darcy thanking Mary for the information. Mary then made a request for some hot tea to be brought up for the Doctor and the Midwife and returned into Anne's room. The door had not closed completely when a scream from Anne could be heard. Almost everyone stopped what they were doing as their blood had run cold from hearing her pain.
However Lady Catherine's blood did not run cold from the pain implied by the scream. "This will never do, get Mrs. Collins back out here. Anne mustn't be heard screaming like a common peasant, she must always present as the Lady that she is. I am always attentive to matters such as these. Oh where is Mrs. Collins." As Lady Catherine was about to barge through the door, "If she will not advise Anne on correct manors then I must." And with that she was through the door and slammed it shut behind her. It was only a few moments before the doctor escorted her out of the room advising that he would be the best to help Anne. The others in the hall were too astounded to react even Elizabeth Bennet.
Lady Catherine again barked orders that Elizabeth should be the one to carry any message to her when the time came and left the occupants in the hallway. No one spoke but Elizabeth could tell that everyone was thinking the same time.
It was the Colonel after sometime that tried to relax the atmosphere by engaging Elizabeth and Georgiana in conversation, but the success was minimal, Elizabeth tried to reason with herself that all would be well, but couldn't quite convince herself. It was very quiet in the hall way and it was beginning to become uncomfortably cold, finally Lady Catherine's Housekeeper approached the group and indicated that Lady Catherine was expecting everyone to come down to dinner, and that she had sent Mr. Collins home and told him not to expect Mrs. Collins that night, Elizabeth wondered if she would be expected to go back to the parsonage after dinner. Mr. Darcy asked the Colonel to excuse him from dinner and not to let Lady Catherine sway him from his decision, Georgiana gave her brother a hug and a gentle kiss. "I sure everything will be fine William, I will have someone bring you up some dinner shortly."
"You are too good, I have been neglecting you over the past few hours, you must also feel the strain of waiting." He said quietly back to Georgiana.
"Please do not worry about me, I have Richard and Elizabeth to help me through this. But you must let me help you." Georgiana pleading softly. "I can be relied upon, I have much grown in strength and character in the past year, please trust me ... please"
Darcy hugged Georgiana even harder as if a vent for relief. Colonel Fitzwilliam and Elizabeth looked on this personal moment with a smile on their face and quickly left before the two became aware of their surroundings again.
"Thank you Georgiana, for indeed you are my strength today. Now go have your dinner and do not keep your Aunt waiting."
Dinner was still a grand affair which meant that it could not be finished, they had to wait for each of the five courses to be dished and the appropriate length of time between courses had to be kept. Lady Catherine was still put out by the length of time it was taking Anne to deliver, and even more so when the group hastily finished there last course and disappeared back to the hall.
They found Darcy still there, but it pleased everyone to find him sitting down and pecking at his meal.
Mary came bursting out of the room and quite out of breath told everyone that the baby would be here any minute but she must get some more towels and water from the kitchen. Mr. Darcy upon hearing this news bolted up and managed to spill the food and the plate onto the ground but did not take any notice as he tried to get a glimpse of Anne through the door Mary had just vacated.
The Colonel pulled him back. "You have waited all this time, surely you can wait a few more minutes, here finish your wine, you haven't knock that over yet. I think I will go down to the cellars and fine a good wine to bring up so we can celebrate when the time comes." He was stopped by another cry coming from the room. "Right I'll be back shortly, Georgiana would you like to help me select a bottle?" He could see that Georgiana was effected by the amount of cries that could now be heard coming from Anne's room and wanted to remove her before she became upset.
"No I wish to stay here." She said as her voice cracked a little.
As the Colonel was walking down the stairs he encountered Mary rushing back up, she stopped briefly to advise the Colonel that someone should tell Lady Catherine and then hurried away again.
The Colonel thought better to advise Lady Catherine of the news before going to the cellars and wondered why Elizabeth hadn't done so as she had been requested numerous times throughout the day. He walked into Lady Catherine's private library and repeated the news. Lady Catherine insisted that her nephew escort her directly to Anne's room.
As they entered the hallway they heard a sound that delighted all, a small cry of a newborn, as the Midwife walked out of Anne's room with a tiny bundle all wrapped up in a blanket.
"The Doctor said that he is very lucky as he is very small and was a little early, but with the gentle care, he should grow strong and healthy." The midwife said.
"Did you say a Boy," Darcy asked, as his face grew into a huge smile. He turned toward Georgiana who also returned the smile.
The midwife replied in the positive and asked if Mr. Darcy would like to hold his son. "I'm not sure, what if I drop him." he said. This was enough for Richard to start with a good-humoured laugh and everyone relaxed a little. "And how is Anne?" he asked.
"She has had a very hard time, the doctor is still with her, I should be going back to help him." She said gravely.
"Give me the child then." Lady Catherine demanded. "For I will certainly not drop any grandson of mine. 'Tis a pity Anne could not produce a girl first though, It would be better for a girl to inherit Rosings. Ask the doctor to make sure that Anne didn't have twins. Get him to check again if he didn't the first time"
The look on the midwifes face told a thousand stories, she had been around a lot of Grandmothers who tried to give advise on child birth but never in all her years was she asked to check that there was another child to be delivered. She went back into Anne's chamber muttering to herself.
Lady Catherine stood there with the child in her arms, Darcy had recovered himself and now wanted to hold his son.
"So Darce. What are you going to call this child of yours?" The Colonel asked. "I always like the name Richard very distinguished if you ask me and with a name like that he is bond to be great at what ever he attempts" he smiled
"He should be call Lewis after his Grandfather." Lady Catherine stated.
"I was thinking maybe George after my own father, but I'm not sure I will have to discuss it with Anne first." Darcy calmly replied.
Mary came out of the chamber looking very ill, it was Elizabeth that first noticed. "Mary are you unwell." she cried.
"No, I'm fine Elizabeth. Mr. Darcy the doctor would like you to come in and be with Anne, please bring the baby." Darcy immediately complied with the request leaving Mary and the others standing in the hall looking concerned again.
"Doctor," Darcy said. "Is everything Okay?" He was dreading the answer.
"Mr. Darcy, please take the seat, I'm afraid that the delivery has been very hard for her, and I will be blunt with you, she has suffered a lot over the past few hours. I am very concerned, but if she survives the next few days, then I am sure all will be well." The doctor turned to leave Darcy alone and escorted the midwife out of the room.
"Thank you doctor." Darcy still holding the baby positioned himself in the chair very carefully, this was the first time he had held a baby let alone one so small, but the child was now peacefully sleeping in his arms and it gave him a warm feeling inside, he was amazed at the feeling of love that surrounded him, how was it possible to love a new baby as much as he did. "Anne," Darcy said quietly "Haven't you done well," he was still smiling to himself. "Anne," he said again. For the first time Darcy took his eyes of his baby and looked at Anne. She was asleep "Look little one, your mother is asleep as well," he spoke no loader than a whisper. "You have made her work very hard today. I will give you your first duty as a son. Always love your mother and do as she says," he kissed the sleeping baby on the forehead and again looked at Anne.
Darcy sat there for some hours, and was only interrupted once by the midwife who had brought a bottle for the baby, she stayed only long enough to feed the infant and returned him to the crib. Darcy lost no time retrieving the baby and was still amazed at the feelings he had within. He watched both mother and child sleep and whispered a more advise to his son, he wondering weather to wake Anne, as he was sure she would want to hold and cuddle him, and the midwife had mentioned that the child should be taken to the nursery soon. He finally decided on waking Anne, still with the child in his arm he brushed his other hand against Anne's check. "Anne, wake up and look at your child ... Anne, time to wake up now." Darcy's voice grew with urgency. "Anne." Darcy quickly put the child in the crib and ran to the hallway calling for the doctor, it was empty, he went back to Anne and tried to arouse her again.
Posted on Wednesday, 27 March 2002
Elizabeth sat there too shocked and sad to move. Her mind still unable to comprehend the awful words she had only heard a day ago. It was all too much, it could not be possible and every part of her ached inside.
There she was asleep at Rosings when she heard a noise coming from down the hall, she at first had not registered the noise to being real and was still very drowsy then she heard it again, her sister Mary who was shearing the same room as it was deemed to late to go home after Anne had given birth, was standing above her shaking Elizabeth violently.
"Elizabeth, please wake. Something dreadful has happened."
"What, where am I." Elizabeth said still coming out of a deep sleep.
"Please Elizabeth ... Mrs. Darcy has died, everyone is in a terrible state. I need your help" Mary was crying and tears were freely rolling down her check.
Elizabeth paled again at the news, it was the following day but the thoughts of Anne's death still had the same effect. Her throat was dry and the pit of her stomach ached at the loss, she had not been able to stop crying and could hardly speak without losing control of her voice.
Mary had handed her a night-gown and told her that everyone was gathering in the small drawing room, it was a cold night and the effect of getting out of bed woke all her senses. She still had not registered the news and was following Mary blindly down the hall. They entered to see Georgiana weeping in the Colonels arms, the Colonel himself seemed to age 20 years since the wonderful toast he voiced only a few hours before.
"Ohhhh Elizabeth," Georgiana wailed as she left the Colonels arms and headed strait for Elizabeth, they embraced each other tightly and sobbing into each other arms, with Georgiana's quaking body next to hers she was beginning to comprehend what was happening. Anne was gone, never again would she hear her laugh and tease her friends, she would never smile that all knowing smile when ever Elizabeth needed friendly advise. Elizabeth was unable to speak the words of comfort she wanted to give Georgiana, and hearing mummers from behind her as Mary was trying to console the Colonel, and giving a maid some instructions of bringing hot tea and a little brandy to comfort them. Elizabeth finally had enough courage to look at Georgiana and directed her to the couch.
The Colonel told them that Anne had died in her sleep and that Darcy had been there at the time, he reassured Georgiana that it must have been peaceful and that the baby was also by her side. She finally found her voice and wanted to know where her brother was, no one new for sure as after the Doctor pronounced her death he had disappeared. Georgiana desperately wanted to find him and again became inconsolable with grief, Elizabeth still did not have the ability to control her tears and emotions also started to cry again. The Colonel lifted Georgiana out of Elizabeth's embrace and eased her back into the Chair in front of the fire. " Mrs. Collins, Miss Bennet, maybe we should go and find Darcy and bring him back here, I'm sure Georgi could benefit from his presence. If I know him from before he will be somewhere quiet and away from people. For Georgi's sake help me find him and bring him back here." He urged.
"But who will look after Georgi, while we are looking for him?' Mary said with concern on her face looking at Georgiana.
"I will," Said Lady Catherine quietly from behind a large chair that had hidden her from Elizabeth and Mary. The Colonel and Georgiana must have known she was sitting there, as they were not surprised to hear her voice. "I am in no state to be walking at present, I will not be going anywhere."
Elizabeth could still hear her voice clearly as if it was being said at that very moment, it was not the voice of Lady Catherine, but of that of a ghost. It was empty and lifeless and for the first time Elizabeth had felt compassion for Lady Catherine.
The Colonel went to check Darcy's bedchambers and adjoining rooms, while Mary offered to look in the library and study's. Elizabeth didn't really know where to begin as she had the idea that if he didn't want to be found then it was unlikely that he would. She had started in the galleries and hallways and then headed up to the mainly unused section of the house but with no luck she had one final destination before returning to the drawing room. She quickly walked to the Nursery, it was very dark in the hallway and there was only one small candle in the nursery itself. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness and she could see through the flicker of the candlelight the sleeping baby.
"You are indeed a beautiful baby, " she whispered. "Anne would have been so proud." Her voice broke again and more tears streaked down her checks, she tried to muffle the sobs with her hand. "This is so unfair, why did Anne have to die?" she said out loud.
"This is the very question I have asked myself a hundred times in the last hour," said a very sombre voice from behind her.
"Mr. Darcy. I am so sorry, I did not see you there, or else I wouldn't have..." Again the grief became too much for Elizabeth and she wasn't able to complete her sentence. Mr. Darcy had given her his handkerchief without speaking further, he had turned towards a window and was again looking out at the night sky. After a while Elizabeth composed herself and told Darcy why she had looking for him.
He turned around and looked at her "Who is taking care of Georgi at the moment?" he asked, but without waiting for an answer gathered up his coat and was walking towards the Drawing Room. Elizabeth had followed a short distance behind and had entered the room to find Georgiana in the grips of her brother's arms. She looked around the room to find Mary giving tea to Lady Catherine, and the Colonel finishing of a glass of brandy and filling it up a second time as well as pouring one for Darcy. For the first time, Elizabeth realised that she had a terrible pain in her head and that her eyes were stinging, she knew that everyone in the room must have been feeling the same. She sat down quietly feeling a little out of place in this very personal family moment, Mary came over with tea for them both and sat quietly with Elizabeth as well.
After a while Lady Catherine found her strength and voice again and advised everyone to retire to there own room for the remainder of the night, and with the help of the Colonel got up and headed towards her own chamber. Mary and Elizabeth offered to assist Georgiana up to her room, leaving Darcy behind. Sleep had not come easy to anyone in the house that night, and Elizabeth was sure she could hear muffled sobs coming from Mary.
The next morning, Mr. Collins had been sent for and was busy advising Lady Catherine on how to deal with the loss of a loved one and the preparation of the Service. The Colonel entered the room looking no better than before his rest. "Well I've just come from Darcy's room, he has been up all night writing letters to family, he has asked me to arrange an express rider to deliver them all" he paused briefly. "He is so very quiet I am worried, Darcy has never been one for showing grief, but he is too fastidious at the moment, he is acting like ... well I don't really know how to describe it, but he needs to allow himself to grieve, this can hardly be healthy. It is not natural to be writing letters, informing solicitors, and organising papers and such. Should I organise his steward to come here and arrange to necessary correspondence, or perhaps my Father?"
Lady Catherine had heard Richards comment, "No, that will not be necessary. You should help him Richard. Go make yourself useful for once."
Elizabeth could see the hurt in the Colonels eyes, he was suffering like the rest of the family and he had been of great comfort and support to Georgiana and herself, even with a few brandies inside him. He left feeling dejected and downhearted.
The Collin's and Elizabeth headed back toward the Parsonage in the afternoon, they too needed to get home and write letters to their family. It had taken some persuasion to make Mr. Collins leave Lady Catherine, but both Elizabeth and Mary could see that she had had enough of him for one day. Mr. Collins went into his study looking very serious and advised that he was not to be disturb as he had to write the requiem mass for Anne's funeral. Elizabeth wondered at this man who was not wholly effected by sorrow, was he that unfeeling as not to grieve the loss of Anne. Mary said that she would write to their Father and Elizabeth should write to Charlotte.
This is where she found herself with her pen in one hand and the gentleman's handkerchief in the other, her thumb slowly rolling over the fine embroidery of Mr. Darcy's initials and staring blankly at the sheet of paper on her desk. She had been there some time but did not know how to start the letter to her good friend, how could she write a letter that was to contain both the excellent news of a new baby and the death of a most beloved friend.
Mary came in a few hours later and saw Elizabeth sitting there with the letter finished and tiny droplets of tears blotting the words on the paper.
"For once," said Mary, "It is hard to find the right words, but misfortune we have been told are sent to test our fortitude, and are often sent as blessings is disguise." She picked up the letter from Elizabeth and sealed it for her.
Elizabeth could not respond, she could see no foreseeable blessings from this tragedy.
"Lizzy we need to make you a proper mourning dress." Mary said as she brought forward an old dress from behind her. "Mr. Collins says that we must show respect by being appropriately attired. I have this old dress that is suitable for you, it would only require a few alterations as we are of similar height and the colour is respectable. Mr. Collins told me that we should work on it tonight or he shan't take us to Rosings on the morrow."
Elizabeth didn't have much strength to argue. The dress was very out of fashion and a horrible dark green colour, she thought Anne would have hated it. "Surely he does not mean it." She cried in dismay. "Georgiana needs me, I have dresses enough to show respect."
"Yes but they are all too light in colour, this dress of mine is much more suitable, please Lizzy." Mary pleaded.
Elizabeth finally agreed to ware the dress, and Mary quickly went to work unpicking the bodice.
"Elizabeth I have something I need to discuss with you. But I don't know how to begin." Mary said, with her head down working hard.
"At the beginning is normally a good place." Elizabeth said dryly, not really listening.
"Anne gave me something ... actually she gave me a bundle of letters." Mary finally said.
"Anne gave you letters." Said Elizabeth shocked, her attention now fully on Mary. "Who are the letters for?"
"I'm not sure, they are wrapped up in brown paper, I only know they are letters because of the small note written to me with instructions, but I don't really understand what she means."
"Do you have the note?" Elizabeth asked.
"Yes, read it for your self." Mary handed the note to Elizabeth and watched with anticipation.
Dear Mary,Please keep these letters safe for me until next Sunday, at that time you may return them to me. If you are unable to return them please deliver the letters to the addressees.
Good bless you Mary, you are a good friend.
Love Anne
"Elizabeth, do you think she knew that she was going to..." Mary couldn't bring herself to say it, but Elizabeth knew what Mary was asking.
"Everyone knows that they are going to die, it's the only certainty in life. Maybe Anne had more foresight than most." Elizabeth said, while trying to fight back the tears. "Where are the letters now?"
"They are safe in my drawer, away from prying eyes."
"I think then that Anne would want you to deliver the letters, but not until next Sunday as requested." She handed the note back to Mary, who put it always safely away in her pocket book.
They worked for the rest of the night in silence, thinking about Anne and her letters. The alterations took several hours but with perseverance they were finally finished. The next morning Mr. Collins had left early and gave them strict instructions to come as soon as possible, as Lady Catherine would require Mrs. Collins to help with preparations.
They were shown to the Drawing room were Mr. Collins was in great debate with Lady Catherine, who had seemed to be more of her normal self again by making demands and seeing that all things are done to the highest of standards. It was custom at that time, that women did not attend the Church funeral or the burial. Lady Catherine was insistent that it didn't apply to her, and as the only surviving parent she could attend and would. Georgiana and the Colonel were sitting down and not uttering a word, and hardly daring too look at Lady Catherine just in case they caught her wrath. Elizabeth noticed that Georgiana's hands were tightly grasping the Colonels.
"Georgiana, how about a walk around the garden. It helped me this morning, I'm sure you will feel better with some exercise." Elizabeth asked. The Colonel agreed that it would be a good idea for Elizabeth and Georgi to take a walk. And with some coaxing Elizabeth found her outside with Georgiana.
Georgiana didn't say much, except for an occasional comment on the whether and the flowers in the garden, one such comment made Georgiana burst into tears again as she remembered Anne's favourite flower, she turned and ran away. Elizabeth was about chase after her but a sound of a crying baby made her stop and she followed the sound, she wondered at why the nanny would allow the child to cry until she rounded the corner and saw a sight that made her heart break all over again. She had come across Darcy holding the child, his back was to her and she knew that he wasn't aware she had entered the private fernery he was sitting in. Elizabeth could see that his shoulders were moving slightly underneath his jacket and guessed that he was crying, she had the feeling that she should go to him, to hold and comfort him and his baby, she wanted desperately to help him. It was an overpowering urge but she knew that he would not welcome the attention and quietly tried to retreat. She had turned her back as was walking slowly out of the garden when she was addressed.
"I'm calling him Andrew," he said with a wary but clear voice.
She turned to see Darcy had stood up he was looking at her and she could see that his eyes were dark and there was tremendous pain behind them.
"It's the closest I could get to Anne's name."
Elizabeth returned a comforting look. "Andrew is a fine name and would honour his mother greatly." After a deep breath she continued. "Mr. Darcy can I help you in anyway? You would let me know if I could, wouldn't you? I feel I owe it to Anne, we became such good friends in the last few months, I know that she would want me to ease your pain if I could."
Again he looked at her as if trying to decide what to say. "Thank you Miss Bennet, if you would take Andrew, as I seem unable to stop him crying, the nanny assured me that he has been recently feed and changed. I can only think that I have not the touch with babies." His voice drifted off.
He handed the baby to Elizabeth and with some trepidation she took him and began to gently rock him back and forth. Andrew did indeed stop crying and this surprised Elizabeth as much as anybody, she had a little experience with her cousins but by no means would she even call herself a novice when it came to childcare.
Elizabeth wanted to tell Darcy, that this was not what she had meant, then decided that small steps would be needed with such a gentleman as Mr. Darcy. If she could help him with his child then that would be a good first step.
Darcy was steering at his child and then appeared to come out of his daydream. "Again I thank you Miss Bennet, if you could take him inside, I would be most grateful. If you don't mind please tell Lady Catherine that I will be back in a few hours I need to take a walk."
"Of course." Elizabeth said, she was busy looking at the baby and didn't notice that Darcy had already turned and was leaving the garden.
The next day brought a small amount of happiness to Elizabeth, Jane, Mr. Bingley and Caroline arrived quite unexpectedly
"Jane, how happy I am to see you, but how come you have arrived, you surely haven't received my letter, it was only posted yesterday." Elizabeth said. They embraced one another, Elizabeth then saw Mr. Bingley and Caroline standing in the background. Caroline looked very uneasy about being in the parsonage, and Elizabeth could hear her asking Mr. Bingley when they could be on their way to Rosings.
"Mr. Darcy sent Charles an express two nights ago." Jane said. "Father needed little convincing that I would join Charles and Miss Bingley, he has asked me to look after you as he is aware of your friendship with Anne, we left as soon as we could. Charlotte also sends her love."
"Jane, you don't know how good it is too have you here." Elizabeth said as another tear escaped and slid down her check.
After another remark from Caroline, Charles asked Mr. and Mrs. Collins if they would accommodate Jane with a room and said that he better be on his way to Rosings. Mr. Collins happily agreed saying that he had more than ample room to accommodate any sister of Mary's. Mr. and Miss Bingley left shortly after but only after securing a promise from Mr. Collins that their party would soon by joining them at Rosings.
Elizabeth helped Jane unpack and told her about how she had found Mr. Darcy, alone with the baby in the garden and how her heart went out to him in his time of need, but she was at a loss on how to truly help him. Jane had given her some advice and with the combination of a hug, eased Elizabeth's burdens considerably. The parsonage group made their way to Rosings, as the funeral was to be the next day, many Carriages were now arriving, the staff were very busy showing people their chambers and arranging meals. Elizabeth wondered how Georgiana and Mr. Darcy were handling all the people, but found that they were conspicuously missing from the Main Drawing Room when she entered. Lady Catherine was there along with the Colonels parents Earl and Lady Matlock, Colonel Fitzwilliam was dutifully standing my his mother and whom Elizabeth assumed was his elder brother and wife. There were a large number of people in the room that she did not know but Jane managed to take her by the arm and lead her off to a quiet area where Mr. Bingley was sitting.
Mr. Bingley had told Elizabeth that Darcy was held up in his room and was not taking visitors, Charles did not seemed surprised by this, and related the sad story of when Mr. Darcy's Father had died and how it had effected him back then. He told them that Darcy wouldn't talk to anyone for weeks except Georgiana but she was only ten and Lady Matlock was a great help at that time. Elizabeth looked up to see that Georgiana had entered the room and was being comforted again by Lady Matlock. The rest of the evening turned into a dull blur and most people were melancholy and mournful, some reminisced with story's of Anne and some wanted to see the baby. The only exception to the sad faces was Caroline who though never said much, which surprised Elizabeth looked very agitated and insisted that Charles try to find Mr. Darcy and bring him down. Elizabeth, Mary and Jane walked back to the Parsonage in the semi-darkness, as Lady Catherine had not offered them a carriage that night Mr. Bingley offered to walk them back safely and then would walk back to Rosings where he was staying. Mary and Elizabeth discretely left Jane and Mr. Bingley inside the hallway and said there good night and retired for the night.
The next day was upon them slowly and Mr. Collins who got back to the parsonage well after midnight, as he offered to stay up and greet the late arriving guests was up early fussing again. Today he was going to deliver the most important sermon of his short career, poor Mary was up at the crack of dawn so she could listen to him practise, she would have changed a good many things but Mr. Collins wouldn't listen to her. Lady Catherine would not be swayed on attending the Church service and this put extra stress on the already sweaty and nervous Mr. Collins.
The three sisters made their way to Rosings mid morning. They had not been there long when the precession of Carriages came to take the Gentlemen to the Church. Elizabeth could see from the window, the Undertakers Carriage. It was as grand a carriage that she had ever seen, it was almost completely glass except for the highly polished ebony wood ceiling. She could see the coffin laden with white Calais Lilies and a few blue corn flowers which were Anne's favourite, without noticing Georgiana came by her side. "Oh Elizabeth however will I cope without Anne, she knew how to help Fitzwilliam, and I am unable to get him to speak with me."
Elizabeth was alarmed at this admission, she had thought or hoped that at least he would not alienate Georgiana. She gave Georgiana a few words of comfort but she had hardy convinced herself let alone Georgiana that Mr. Darcy would come out of his dark mood and start his recovery. This was about the time when the Gentlemen were to leave for the church as the Carriage containing Anne's coffin had left, both Elizabeth and Georgiana watched until it disappeared out of site. There was a general rumble in the room as the Gentlemen filed out, and Lady Catherine could be heard warning off others that she did not need help. Elizabeth walked back to a empty seat and Georgiana followed, looking around the room Elizabeth noticed that nobody was talking and all where deep in thought, an overwhelming feeling of wanting to cry finally won and the floodgates opened, Jane responded quickly and came over to soothe her sister. After tea was poured for the ladies in the room, the conversations grew a little louder as people started to feel a little better. Elizabeth could hear Miss Bingley talking to Jane.
"When Mr. Darcy returns, I should make it my duty to comfort him, the poor man. One can hardy wonder why he hides himself away in his chambers, there a few that could know what it is like to lose a relative, but I have now lost both my parents and I could only help him improve his mood. Maybe he should spend the season in London, I know full well that he can not attend public functions but at least he would be near his dear friends."
Georgiana had missed what Miss Bingley had said but Jane and Elizabeth looked at each other with alarm, if Elizabeth did not know Caroline better she would have thought it only a passing comment, but indeed she know that Caroline would actually act upon her statement. It was not long after hearing Miss Bingley's comments that the nanny entered holding Andrew Darcy, Georgiana got up and asked to hold him. Once she was properly settled down the nanny handed him over, the other ladies crowded around Georgiana in order to get a better view. Elizabeth took the opportunity in talking to the nanny while no one noticed.
"Miss Taylor," Said Elizabeth
"Yes, Miss Bennet, how can I help you." Elizabeth liked Miss Taylor she was friendly and with a cheerful smile, she could sense that the new nanny was saddened over what had happened but did not let this effect her work, Elizabeth was sure that the baby would thrive under her care.
"How is Little Mr. Darcy?"
"Oh he is very well, indeed. A little on the small side but I dear say in a few months he will be as strong if not stronger than any baby his age. He already has a fondness for Miss Darcy, as she visits him many times a day and I am sure he is starting to recognise her. I have a feeling this baby will have a very sweet and gentle nature."
"And Mr. Darcy, does he visit him often." Elizabeth enquired, she knew she shouldn't really ask as she was not family but she could tell by Miss Taylor's expression that the news was not positive.
"Well not really," Miss Taylor replied. "Well what I mean to say, and it does break my heart, but I have heard of it happening. Mr. Darcy sends his personal valet twice a day for an update on the child, but never himself. The last time I think Mr. Darcy saw Master Andrew was the time you returned him. I shouldn't tell you this really, but as the Master trusts you, I shall too."
Elizabeth was troubled by the news that Mr. Darcy had not seen Andrew in a couple of days and wanted more information from Miss Taylor. "You said that you have heard this happen before?"
Miss Taylor went on to relate what other nannies of her acquaintance had said about motherless children under their care, often they were sent to boarding schools at very young age or sent to live with a female relative and only seeing there fathers once or twice a year. Elizabeth thanked Miss Taylor for the confidence and started to think about this newly found information. As she was thinking she became angry and frustrated at Mr. Darcy's manner. There was no way he was going to abandon his child, she would not let Anne down in this way, she was sure that the Colonel and Georgiana would be as horrified as she at the thought of Andrew being sent away. Her thoughts were swimming around her head and at one stage she did think she was being slightly irrational but that quickly subsided as she knew Mr. Darcy could be arrogant and selfish and it would be just like him to send his son away to live with his Aunt or another relative.
The wait for the Gentlemen to return seemed a life time but with the servants preparing the late luncheon that would act as the Wake alerted Elizabeth that their arrival was imminent. Finally the men did arrive all looking very ill and sad, she could see that the Colonel had been crying as his eyes and cheeks were slightly swollen and red, to her surprise Mr. Darcy did enter the room but sat down on a chair away from the crowd, Georgiana look at him with a glimmer of hope that he may come over to her, but her hope diminished as he walked past and she sat down heavy hearted again. Jane and Elizabeth were sitting near her but Lady Matlock appeared to comfort Georgiana grief so they discretely left them. Jane headed towards Mr. Bingley and Elizabeth decided to follow, as they approached him they could see Caroline heading towards Mr. Darcy at an alarming rate, it was the quick thinking of Jane that caught Caroline by the arm and asked her if she would escort her up to Lady Catherine to convey her condolences. Caroline looked miffed at having to help with this duty but could not refuse, and both sisters breathed a sigh of relief as Caroline was lead away. It surprised Elizabeth when Mary came up from behind her and said, "that was a lucky escape for Mr. Darcy." Not long after Caroline's near miss did Mr. Darcy retreat again only bidding goodbye to his immediate family, Caroline's hope be being a comforter to Mr. Darcy was dashed and she sulked in the corner for the rest of the day.
The next day came too soon for Elizabeth, Mr. Bingley had sent his carriage to pick Jane for their return to Hertfordshire as Mrs. Bennet had given strict instructions that Jane could only be speared for a few days. It was indeed a grave farewell but with Jane's good spirit and nature told she Elizabeth and Mary to look forward to her wedding and to have at least one happy thought a day until then.
Elizabeth was emotionally exhausted and decided to go for a walk in the park, she was enjoying her solitude and thinking about what Jane had said, she had deemed it impossible as her heart was not as kind or pure as Jane's. Elizabeth was also thinking about Mr. Darcy as his inexcusable behaviour towards his family, her stomach was again in knots and she didn't realise why it perturbed her so much, out of the corner of her eye the very person she was think off appeared.
"Mr. Darcy," she said a little astonished at finding him. "I had not expected to see you here."
"I'm sorry Miss Bennet I did not mean to disturb your solitary walk." Darcy said he was about to walk back towards Rosings and away from Elizabeth. Elizabeth watched briefly then call out to stop him retreating, she didn't know why she wanted him to stay or what she wanted to say to him all she knew is that she didn't want him to walk away.
"Mr. Darcy, please wait"
"Miss Bennet is their something I can assist you with?" he asked.
"No, not really." Elizabeth said quietly. "I thought maybe you would enjoy some company?" Elizabeth couldn't believe how forward she was being, but she had not thought clearly when asking him to stop.
After a short silence he replied "Thank you for your concern Miss Bennet, but I find I am not acceptable company at present and beg to be left to my solitary walk and thoughts." Darcy thought that this would be enough to be left alone, he knew he was not in need of company and indeed had escaped Rosings to be alone, but the request from Elizabeth had made him pause. But however his last sentence did not have the required effect, in fact it had managed to anger Elizabeth somewhat, her recent thoughts on how the death on Anne would effect her son, and how horrified she would have been to see him being neglected raised Elizabeth's emotions and temperature.
"And how long will you be requiring solitary Mr. Darcy?" she said coldly.
"Pardon me Miss Bennet, I do not have the pleasure of understanding you?" he replied back with equal coldness. The last thing he wanted was a discussion on his behaviour, his Aunt had be badgering him all morning over how to act as a proper widower.
"Do you intend on being alone for the next 20 minutes or perhaps the next 20 years, in which case you should probably let your closest relatives and friends know of your intentions so they do not waste there time and efforts on you." Her heart rate was pulsating, she didn't really know what she was doing, and her anger was feeding itself into an unrecognisable beast but she couldn't stop herself, the floodgates where open and there was no way of stopping, unfortunately it was having the same effect on Mr. Darcy.
"And this is what you think I am doing? Am I not aloud a solitary walk to find my feelings without being judged so harshly by you and the others. This is a fine example that you set, for it is good enough for you to walk around the place all day without consequence, why is it not good enough for me?" he asked hotly.
"I do not have a baby and sister mourning not only the loss of a Mother and friend but the loss of their Brother and Father, you have been cold, arrogant and neglectful in their needs, you comment on my actions by I at least know that Georgiana so desperately wants you to talk and be with her, but you ignore her and only think of your self. I had not known you more than one month before I knew you to be a most unfeeling proud man of my acquaintance. I find fault in your character and ungentleman like manner, Anne only saw the good in you, and she tried to make me think better of you, but as soon as she is gone you go back to your proud selfish self I knew you to be." The tears were welling inside of her, she knew she had overstepped the mark.
"You have said quite enough madam, I am indeed on your description a terrible person, no doubt you wish me to be out of your sight and I am all to ready to meet your request. Good day." With a menacing glare he strode away at a fast pace.
Elizabeth had been holding her breath as he rebuffed her, as soon as she could see that he was far enough away she collapsed to the ground in tears, what had she done, she only wanted to mention that Georgiana was missing him terribly and that his baby needed a father but this had got out of control and she had said some terrible things to him, how could she gain his trust not, and how was she ever going to apologies for her harsh words. Elizabeth sat in the grove for sometime, her body was numb and her thoughts were jumbled, only when the light was failing did she get up and with all her effort walked back to the parsonage. Only Mary had seen her enter the house and thought that Elizabeth was still overly upset about Anne, believed Elizabeth's excuse of a headache and in need of rest.
The next morning to Elizabeth's relief found only Mary at the breakfast table when she entered. Mr. Collins had departed for early for Rosings.
"Good Morning." Said Mary. "I hope you are feeling a little better, but you are looking very ill still, here have some breakfast it will surely help"
"Thank you Mary, for I am indeed hungry I missed dinner last night and as I was up half the night hunger has indeed won. But yes I am a little better." Elizabeth lied.
"I am glad you are feeling better, for I have some news for you. Well yesterday after you went for your walk, I went to Rosings with Mr. Collins" Mary almost rolled her eyes as she thought back on his actions. "I took the letters from Anne with me." Mary stopped as she saw Elizabeth's face change colour.
"How could I have forgotten." cried Elizabeth. "Who were the letters for?"
"Well" began Mary. " There was one for the baby, which I gave Georgiana as Mr. Darcy was not present, there was a big thick one for Georgiana herself it must have contained at least 10 pages, and there was one for Mr. Darcy and Lady Catherine. Mr. Darcy's letter was also very thick."
"And did Georgiana confide in you on what the letter said." Elizabeth asked hopefully.
"No, she didn't. I was not expecting her too. But she did ask after you however. I believe she finds you more comforting." Mary could see that Elizabeth was looking uncomfortable. "Lizzy do not worry about me, I am not offended in the slightest, I too find you more comforting."
Mary's word made Elizabeth cringe as the thoughts of the day before came back into her mind. She wished that she could be more comforting to other members of the Darcy family, but now she knew she would never have the opportunity.
"Maybe later we could call upon Miss Darcy, I'm sure she would be grateful, she seems upset about her brother as well, she is very worried about him." Mary concluded. Elizabeth was very tense about going to Rosings she did not know whether she would be welcomed anymore she persuaded Mary to invite Miss Darcy for afternoon tea at the parsonage.
Meanwhile at Rosings after Darcy had come in storming from his walk he too excused himself for the rest of the night and didn't appear until the morning. He had sent his servant to enquire about the baby and was happy with the report given him. He was thinking about what Miss Bennet had accused him off, and much he was able to excuse as nonsense, but one thing was ringing alarmingly true in his mind, he had been neglecting Georgiana again. So with resolve he made his way down stairs to join his sister for breakfast. As he approached the door he could hear a number of people talking, the Colonel and his family were still present as well as some long time family friends of the De Bourgh's, he was tempted to hide in his chambers again but the Colonel saw him standing at the door, and loudly to get everyone's attention called him in to partake in breakfast. Darcy sat down uncomfortably , he gave Georgiana a warm smile, and was gladden at the response she gave him back, she spoke to him very quietly so Lady Catherine would not hear, and requested a private meeting later in the day. Darcy was glad to comply and agreed to meet with Georgiana directly after breakfast.
After breakfast Georgiana followed Darcy into a small unused room that he knew no one would interrupt them in.
"Georgi, please you must allow me to apologies for neglecting you over the last few days, I fear it has been as hard on you as it has been on me."
"Oh no, I could never be as hard for me," she said quietly
"No Georgi, you must let me own my neglect, it has been unpardonable and it wasn't till yesterday when I was forced into realising my mistake." He stopped at looked up at Georgiana "But now look I have made you cry"
Darcy quickly went to Georgiana and gave her a hug. Georgiana for the first time in a while felt safe and slowly looked up at her brother.
"Please William, you misunderstand my tears, I am happy that you can talk to me again, I felt so lost without you to guide me."
Georgiana's words stuck in Darcy's heart and he felt badly for making her grief worse. After a while they sat down and Georgiana finally broached the subject on why she wanted a private audience with him.
"So have you read your letter yet?" she asked
"What letter?" Darcy asked, he knew that there was a lot of correspondence that he had yet to read and answer, they were manly from wealthy family's from ton that had sent letters of condolences. Georgiana looked a little shocked then realised that he mustn't have seen the letter she personally delivered to his bedchamber, she had put it on his bedside table right next to the book he was reading and she was sure that he would see it.
"Yesterday while you were out walking, Mrs. Collins came to visit, she had with her some letters. William they were letters written by Anne." It took a while for Darcy to register what Georgi was telling him, but finally understood that Anne had written letters to her family and had giving them to Mrs. Collins to deliver. "If you will excuse me Georgi, I would very much like to read my letter, please stay here until I come back." Georgiana nodded and watched her brother disappear out the door.
My Dearest Fitzwilliam,I hardly know how to begin a letter such as this, and you are the first I write to. I have sent your sister and my friends out for a tour of the park in order to complete my task, for I have had the feeling all day that our baby will be born today. I can't help but fear that this day will bring many changes to our lives, I must be brave and do you proud, I am strong enough to deliver safely into this world your child, I am convinced of this, and this only. As I write the next few paragraphs about my feelings, they may not make sense to you now but please read this letter on occasion and read in it as you wish, but remember the me, the author and how I would mean for you to interpret it.
I give you permission to miss me, to mourn me, and to fondly remember me. I do not give you permission to use me as an excuse to stop loving the people dear to you. You have the strength of character to live the rest of your life surround by the love of family and friends, show Georgi how to be strong tell her everyday how much you cherish and love her do not forget how fragile she is. As to our own precious baby, use your wonderful parents as your guide, that way I will be happy in the knowledge that he or she will be a truly wonderful loving person. Tell our baby that my love will never die, and I am its Guardian Angel watching over him (or her).
Last of all, remember to love and to be loved, I will be watching you from above and will not hesitate to bring lighting blots down if you stray from my wishes. Find happiness again I'm sure it can not be to far away, follow your heart and your instincts as I know them to be faultless.
I have also included my last will and testament, I know that legally all my belongings belong to you now, and I would not have it any other way, but I have a few requests to ask of you, I hope you respect my wishes, please find them on the next page.
Your loving wife.
Darcy read the letter another three times before returning to Georgiana, he hadn't realised how long it had been but she was still there, he noticed now that she had her own letter in her hand. He sat down silently remembering the words Anne had written and was contemplating them, she was right at first he hadn't made sense of what she was trying to say, but after the forth reading he had seen that she was trying to tell him to look after their son with all the love in the world. He gave Georgiana permission to read his letter and she in turn handed him hers. Darcy took her letter and was delighted in the words, Anne with one letter had told Georgiana everything that he so desperately wanted to say.
"William." Georgiana's talking brought him back to the real world, "there were other documents with her letter did you see those?" She asked.
"Yes, I did. I need some time to organise some important business, but it will only take a few hours or so. Can I please request your company at Dinner time." He smiled, remembering what Anne had written him about telling Georgiana and quickly said. "I love you Georgi, you are my pride and joy, I just want you to know that." Georgiana beamed, as she left the room with more tears of happiness rolling down her checks.
Darcy did join the household for Dinner that night, and it passed without interruption or agitation. The only piece of news that shocked him slightly was that Mrs. Collins and Miss Bennet had left Hunsford that day. It was earlier than expected and that Lady Catherine had sent along a manservant for their journey, as Mr. Collins was still needed at Rosings. Apparently Mrs. Bennet had requested Elizabeth's earlier homecoming because Jane needed assistance in the upcoming wedding, he didn't know whether he was relieved or distressed at the news, it was obvious that Georgiana was upset by it, but she had managed to say her farewells to them before they departed. The colonel too was sad at the loss of their society, Lady Catherine for once did not have an opinion.
Darcy had decided to honour the requests that Anne had made, one in particular was needing the attention of his solicitor, he had sent an urgent express to Mr. Hunter requesting the immediate action to his requests, and was very pleased when two days later Mr. Hunter was announced as waiting in the study.
"Mr. Hunter, it is good of you to act so quickly" Darcy said.
"Not at all Mr. Darcy." He replied. "Please let me offer my condolences on your loss." He said with genuine feeling.
"Thank you," replied Darcy.
"I was very fond off Mrs. Darcy she had a good heart, pray tell me how is your son doing."
"He is doing well." Darcy said. He still had not been able to visit his son as every time he thought of him, he thought of Anne and his guilt was still too much, but his trusty valet was going to the nursery above three times a day to get updates on his progress.
The meeting between the gentleman went on for sometime and when all was agreed and signed Darcy sent a servant for his sister and cousin.
"We are here, at your command." The colonel said as he walked into the study with Georgiana. "What can we do for you." Darcy couldn't remember the last time Richard had been this serious for such a length of time.
"Anne had bequeathed you both some items that belonged to her. I will tell you first Richard, as I needed my solicitor here to make it legal." The Colonel raised his eyebrows he could not guess what Anne could leave him that would require legal services.
"Richard," Darcy repeated to gain Richard's attention. "Anne has asked my to transfer to you, her townhouse in Mayfair, she wanted you have it as we already had a sufficient home in London, and we were thinking of selling it anyway. She also asked that half her dowry be giving to you so that you may be comfortable in the future so here is the deed to the house and a transfer of £15,000 into your name." He finished warily.
The Colonel sat stunned, and for a full five minutes to Georgiana's amazement and amusement he didn't speak one word. Finally he got up and walked around the room, he took the offered papers and check to see that it wasn't a joke, but the papers read true.
"I hardly know what to say," he said. "Darcy you agreed to this?" he said with equal astonishment.
"Of course, Richard. I have always thought it unfair that your brother will get a huge fortune and that you will almost miss out. I am glad Anne asked me to do it, as you can't possibly decline it now." Darcy said, his humour returning slightly at Richards expense.
A wide grin came across Richards face. "Anne indeed is my Guardian Angel, God bless her.' He said as he turned as rushed out the door, to the surprise of all in the room they watched him bound up the stairs, both Georgiana and Darcy followed at a more respectable pace but they were both curious as to what he was up to, when they did reach his room he was ordering a servant to pack his belongings and to alert the stable that he needed his horse saddled immediately.
"Were are you going?" Georgiana cried.
"Do you know what this means?' he asked Georgiana, as he grabbed her by the shoulders.
She shook her head, as she was thoroughly confused.
"It means, through Anne's kindness and generosity that I now am able to marry without the consequences of fortune. I Richard Edward Fitzwilliam can marry for love and friendship, and providing wealth and a good home for a very special lady." But I must be off, for I have 50 miles to travel before I secure my good fortune."
And with that the Colonel took his leave and was out the door and on his horse within minutes. Georgiana watched in disbelief until he was out of site.
"William, who is he going to ask to marry him?" she said, but hearing no reply turned around and saw her brother sitting dumbfounded on the bed.