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It was with a mixture of pleasure and resentment that Elizabeth was welcomed into the room. Fortunately, Miss Bingley had not seen Mr. Darcy escort Elizabeth to the room. Nor was Miss Bingley aware that Mr. Darcy had collected her from Lambton.
The instant the door opened to admit Elizabeth, Georgiana was on her feet. Miss Bingley and her sister had been informed that Miss Bennet was to join them at such an early hour, but they had barely had time to digest this information before the door opened. Mrs. Annesley was not present as she was spending the day with her family in Lambton.
Georgiana greeted Elizabeth warmly, with brief questions about the health of her aunt and uncle. Mrs. Hurst also made polite enquiries, leaving only Miss Bingley to greet the new entrant to the room. Though she was jealous and not particularly clever, Miss Bingley would not be blatantly rude before so many ladies.
"Miss Bennet, it is a surprise to see you here, and quite alone, so early in the day."
"Good morning to you, Miss Bingley. I do hope that the surprise is not unpleasant."
Miss Bingley could do and say nothing beside confirm that the arrival of Miss Bennet was a pleasant surprise. She did not, however, leave it at that. "It is a shame when a...lady must travel alone. I had not thought that your aunt and uncle would allow such a thing. Perhaps..." Miss Bingley smiled at her sister as she continued "...a servant was sent with you."
"Yes, Miss Bingley, a servant did travel with me, but I did not travel alone from Lambton. Miss Darcy was kind enough to arrange my transportation, including an escort." Elizabeth smiled at Georgiana. "Georgiana, it was very kind of you to send the carriage."
"It was not a trouble, Elizabeth, I am glad to see you in such fine health when you arrived this morning, perhaps your traveling companions agree with you?" Georgiana was surprised by her own boldness, and Miss Bingley, totally missing the meaning of Miss Darcy's words decided to join the conversation.
"I am sure that Miss Bennet gains greatly from traveling with her family." Neither Georgiana nor Elizabeth were inclined to correct this misunderstanding, instead, they exchanged a smile and began to speak about traveling.
Discussions of travel, Hertfordshire and Derbyshire were a conversation in which all could participate. Miss Bingley did her best to anticipate Georgiana's opinions or even presume to predict Mr. Darcy's. Elizabeth and Georgiana were happy to have the opportunities they had to get to know each other, and their counties better.
After an hour or more, Mr. Darcy, Mr. Bingley and Mr. Hurst entered the room. They each greeted the ladies, and then Georgiana, at her brother's hint, indicated that it was time to leave for the picnic.
Once outside, the party of seven was greeted by two carriages. Although the spot chosen for the picnic was not even a half a mile away, Mr. Darcy had decided that they would use the carriages to arrive. Now there was only the issue of who would travel with whom.
Miss Bingley had her ideas about who would travel together, and Mr. Darcy had very different ones, but it was all decided by the hostess. "Miss Bingley, I believe that you and Mrs. Hurst will be most comfortable in this carriage" Georgiana indicated the first one. "It is quite new and very comfortable." Although Miss Bingley had wished to wait and see which carriage would carry Mr. Darcy, she could not refuse her hostess.
"I thank you for your thought, Georgiana." Miss Bingley allowed herself to be handed into the carriage.
"Mr. Hurst, perhaps you would care to accompany your wife?"
With a slight noise, the gentleman addressed turned toward the carriage, indicating his consent to the plan, or perhaps indicating his wish to leave so that he may eat.
Mr. Bingley shut the door to the carriage at his hostess's bidding, then handed Georgiana into the other carriage. Darcy handed Elizabeth in, and then followed himself. The two carriages set off for the short trip to the riverside picnic spot.
Elizabeth quite enjoyed the journey, short as it was. Both Darcy siblings were eager to point out all possible views that may be of interest, and Elizabeth quite enjoyed the attention. Mr. Bingley was content to look at the views pointed out and enjoy the ride.
Once they arrived, Elizabeth saw that the spot was marked with blankets, baskets, plates and food. The first carriage was just leaving with two servants in it, clearly those who had assembled the feast, and Miss Bingley wandered over to the second carriage rather than take a seat and risk being seated far away from Darcy. Elizabeth marveled at how well planned even a small picnic was on the estate of Pemberley.
Darcy stepped from the carriage first, soon followed by Bingley. Darcy held his hand out for Elizabeth, and was quickly replaced by Bingley holding his arm out for Georgiana. Darcy and Bingley led the ladies to the blankets and sat them down, each sitting beside the lady he had escorted. Miss Bingley placed herself beside Darcy, while the Hursts took places to finish the circle.
The food was perfect, the weather pleasant and the company, well most of it, was ideal. Elizabeth was only sorry that her aunt and uncle had to miss it. In some ways, however, it was nice to be in company with a group of younger people, sitting on blankets on the ground and eating a marvelous lunch.
Clearly, Miss Bingley felt the informality of eating on the ground was not ideal, but decided that she would use the surroundings to press her suit with Darcy.
"Oh, Mr. Darcy," she said while placing her hand on his knee, "This is such a pleasant way to spend an afternoon. With such an...intimate group."
"Thank you, Miss Bingley. I am happy that you have enjoyed this outing. I however, feel the need for some exercise." He stood, thereby removing her hand from his knee. "I believe a short walk would complete this outing." He said the last looking at Elizabeth.
"Oh, indeed." Miss Bingley answered as she held her arm toward the now standing Darcy who could do nothing but assist the lady to stand. "A stroll would be quite pleasant, I am sure, especially with the right company.
Bingley had been listening to this exchange, he had stood, held his hand to Georgiana to assist her to her feet, and Elizabeth had stood on her own. Miss Bingley clutched Darcy's arm as if it were a lifeline, and sneered at Elizabeth as she stood without an escort.
"Caroline, Mr. Darcy, do go ahead without us" Mrs. Hurst spoke from her place on the blanket, "I do not believe that Mr. Hurst would wish to walk at this time, and I feel that I am quite enjoying watching the river pass me by."
"A party of five it is then." Bingley said cheerfully.
Darcy disentangled his arm from Miss Bingley as he led the way downstream. Although he would have preferred to have Elizabeth on his arm, he chose a path that only admitted a single person so that he need not be rude to any of his guests.
They walked for ten minutes, stopping regularly to indulge Elizabeth in her love of nature, when Miss Bingley had walked far enough. The shoes she wore were not suitable for outside, even though she knew a picnic was the order of the day. It was not until she nearly stumbled, and had suggested returning to the picnic at least five times that Miss Bingley prevailed and the party turned to walk back.
When the walkers were within sight of the picnic blankets, and the carriage that had returned to collect them, Mrs. Hurst heard her sister's undignified scream as she fell to the ground. As Darcy was walking behind Miss Bingley, he assisted her to stand, only to find that her ankle was not willing to take her weight.
"Oh Mr. Darcy, I am certain I will need assistance back to the carriage."
"Indeed I agree with you, Miss Bingley, it seems your ankle will not assist, perhaps if you could lean on..."
Darcy was interrupted by Mr. Bingley. "Caroline," he said as he walked to her side, "place your arm over my shoulder, I will assist you back to the carriage".
And so Miss Bingley, leaning on her brother, hobbled to the carriage. Mr. Hurst had already returned to the house; deciding that he could better rest on a sofa than on the blankets, he had walked. Miss Bingley was loaded into the carriage, followed by her sister, and then her brother and Miss Darcy. Darcy and Elizabeth found themselves left standing beside a full carriage.
"Miss Bennet, I am sure that you should have my seat, I can walk the distance to Pemberley."
"Indeed, Miss Bennet," Miss Bingley began "I am sure that my brother had better walk and save your shoes and skirts, and you may not be able to find the easiest way to walk back".
"Do not worry for me, Miss Bingley. I have on shoes that I often wear to walk, and my skirts will not suffer walking about the grounds that have been without rain for days now. It is not far and you are already seated so well." Elizabeth smiled. Mr. Bingley smiled back at Elizabeth and nodded to her.
"I will be happy to guide you back, Miss Bennet, I am sure that I will not be lost on the walk back. Drive on." Darcy said and the carriage pulled away from the picnic spot, leaving the two servants and a small cart to clean away the blankets and baskets.
Posted on Sunday, 15 June 2003
They watched the carriage depart, and then Darcy stepped beside Elizabeth as they began to walk in the direction of Pemberley, the direction to which Elizabeth had no trouble identifying.
"It appears, Miss Bennet, that I am to escort you to Pemberley twice in one day."
"It does indeed. What would people say? Perhaps I should have agreed to Mr. Bingley and Miss Bingley's proposal that I ride in the carriage," She said with a raised eyebrow, a little nervous at how he would respond.
For a second his features clouded, but one look at Elizabeth's face told him she was teasing him. "But then, Miss Bennet, I would not be able to show you the view from that little rise ahead of us."
Elizabeth smiled, and continued to the rise Darcy had indicated. They stopped so that she may enjoy the view. After a minute, Darcy spoke again. "Perhaps, Miss Bennet, we had best continue. Although it would not be a problem that I accompany you on this walk to the house, I do believe some would notice if our absence was extended and then, words may be said that neither one of us would wish to have repeated."
"You are quite correct, Mr. Darcy." They walked the rest of the way with little conversation. Darcy continued to point out views that deserved a look, and Elizabeth wished she had more time to view them.
Darcy made mental notes of her reactions, remembering the spots that had the best impact and remembering to bring her back again... 'When?' he thought to himself, 'How can I think that Elizabeth would return to Pemberley...I can hope.' As this thought brought a smile to his face, Elizabeth brought his attention to the fact they had arrived at the house.
"Indeed, we have returned, Miss Bennet. I believe that the ladies will be in the sun room. Allow me to escort you," he said a little sadly.
"Thank you. I think that is best."
When Elizabeth entered the room, she noticed that Miss Bingley was standing near a window. 'Apparently a brief ride in a carriage cures a sprained ankle,' Elizabeth mused to herself.
The chat in the room while tea was drunk was little more than Elizabeth expected. Miss Bingley attempted to control the conversation and no other person in the room was concerned by this. Elizabeth sat by Georgiana and that was enough for both of them. Elizabeth was content to think about her walk with Darcy, and wonder what would have happened if it was a longer walk.
After her cup was empty, Elizabeth turned to Georgiana, "I do believe that I should return to the inn."
"Must you?"
"Indeed I must, Georgiana. I must prepare to depart in the morning."
"I will order the carriage."
The carriage was ordered, and Elizabeth said her farewells to the ladies. Georgiana walked with Elizabeth from the room.
"Elizabeth, you will write to me. I will quite depend on your correspondence."
"If you wish it, Georgiana, I will be quite the faithful correspondent."
"That is what I had hoped." She paused. "Perhaps you should bid farewell to the gentlemen before you leave."
Elizabeth had hoped to happen upon Darcy, but to specifically seek him out, that is not what she had intended. Before she knew it, Georgiana had led her into the billiards room. Elizabeth bid her farewells to both Mr. Hurst and Mr. Bingley, but Mr. Darcy was not present.
Georgiana led Elizabeth down the hall and to the front door. They bid adieu and, after a quick embrace, Elizabeth walked out and over to the carriage. Georgiana turned to return to the ladies, while Elizabeth stepped up to the carriage. Not paying a great deal of attention, as she thought about the fact that she would be unable to say goodbye to her host, Elizabeth didn't notice that the person who handed her into the carriage was not a footman, but Darcy.
Elizabeth sat, and then turned to thank the footman. She stopped in the middle of the word as she noticed who it was.
"I thank you, Mr. Darcy, for a splendid day, and your assistance into the carriage."
"Both were my pleasure. I am well pleased that you have had a pleasant day. I wish you a good journey. Please convey my regards to Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner."
"I will; thank you, sir."
Posted on Friday, 20 June 2003
Darcy made his way back to the billiard room only to find it empty. He walked up to the sun room and found, as he expected, that Bingley and Hurst had joined the ladies. As he entered the room, he heard Miss Bingley's voice.
"...and clearly Miss Bennet does not find anything to keep her at Pemberley. She departed so early, surely she did not have to depart at this time. I would never leave early from Pemberley, I would stay here forever if I could. And her manners, what lady would walk all that way from the river when a gentleman offered her a seat."
Darcy entered the room, and the direction of the conversation gradually changed. Darcy moved toward his sister, attempting to avoid a confrontation with his friend's sister.
Miss Bingley continued: "And now that there is only us, what shall we do tomorrow?"
"Miss Bingley, I am sorry, but I must go to London tomorrow. Georgiana will need to be in London by the end of the week so she will accompany me. You may remain at Pemberley until the end of the week with your brother if you wish, but I am sorry that I must away."
Caroline was prevented the option of answering by her brother's words. "Thank you, Darcy, but if you and Miss Darcy are to leave, we shall depart in the morning too. I have business to attend in London and Caroline and Louisa would not wish to impose on your kindness by remaining when you and Miss Darcy are not here."
So the entire party departed for London in the morning.
The second day in London, Miss Bingley insisted that they must call on the Darcys to relive the trip to Pemberley, and hopefully ascertain the plans of Mr. Darcy and be invited to return to Pemberley with him.
Mr. Bingley did not disagree with the plan as he did not wish to spend another day in the house with only his sister for company.
As soon as the Bingley's arrived, Miss Bingley was shown to the music room where Georgiana was playing at the pianoforte, and Mr. Bingley was shown to the library where Mr. Darcy was selecting a book to distract him from a pair of fine eyes.
When Bingley entered the library, he found Darcy sitting in an arm chair, looking at a book, perhaps reading. If his friend could read his mind, Darcy would have been discovered attempting to think about the best way to return to Hertfordshire.
Mr. Bingley was not as unaware of his friend's state of mind as some people may think. He had noticed the attraction that Miss Bennet held for his friend. He even thought to himself for a little while that he could fall in love with Elizabeth Bennet, but she was too strong for him. Mr. Darcy, however, seemed to rise to the challenge and appeared quite besotted.
Bingley coughed a little, bringing his friends attention from the book (or his reverie).
"Bingley, it is nice to see you."
"Good day to you, Darcy. Caroline had thought that it was time she paid a visit to Miss Darcy."
"I see," he said a little dejectedly. "I thank you for that information. I do not believe that I have any need to leave the library at present. Would you care to join me." Darcy waved vaguely in the direction of the other chairs.
Bingley nodded, and walked toward the bookshelves, more for an occupation than a need for a book to read. He picked up a volume that he had read previously and moved to the sofa.
After about ten minutes, a discreet knock on the door preceded the entrance of a footman with an enquiry from Miss Darcy if Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley were going to join the ladies. Mr. Darcy answered in the negative, as they had business to discuss, and the footman left.
Bingley continued to read for another five minutes before he addressed his friend.
"Darcy, I have been thinking."
Darcy looked up at his friend, waiting for him to continue. Bingley closed his book and placed it on the table in front of himself, content in the knowledge that Darcy would hold a conversation and not insist on silent reading to pass the visit.
"London is not presently to my liking, and, although Caroline and Louisa do not wish to join me, I have decided to visit Netherfield."
Darcy's attention was well attracted to the conversation now. Not only was his friend returning to Netherfield, but his sisters would not be joining him. As much as he hoped for an invitation, he did not wish to leave his sister again so soon. "I am curious as to what has motivated this change of scenery?"
Bingley chuckled a little, happy to be leading his friend on this merry game. "I thought one such as yourself, with such a love of his own estate and the woods around it, would understand my wish to return to the country."
"I did not mean to insult you Bingley. Of course I understand an attraction to Netherfield. I had thought that you would spend longer in town first, that is all."
"I do enjoy London, it is only that I have rented an estate and the hunting should be good. I was of a mind to invite you to join me, but if you would prefer to remain in London..."
Darcy stopped for a minute and let the silence hang in the air for a moment before speaking again, thinking to himself that he must not lose this opportunity. "Bingley, if that invitation is open, I would be honoured to hunt with you at Netherfield."
Bingley paused before smiling at his friend. "I would welcome your company. Would you wish to leave tomorrow?"
Elizabeth Bennet had returned to Longbourn, and found herself agreeing with her mother. When she returned to her chamber the second evening after returning home, Elizabeth was cross with herself, chastising herself for her thought.
'How can I be in such agreement? I who have always laughed at Mama's concern for a marriage. I am quite disappointed with myself.'
These thoughts were brought about by the conversation after supper. Mr. Bennet had kissed his daughter on the head as he left the room.
"I am glad you are back, my Lizzy." And Mr. Bennet left the room.
Elizabeth and her mother picked up their sewing. It was usual for Mrs. Bennet to sew, or appear to sew, in the evenings while Elizabeth either read or sewed. Tonight, she did not wish to concentrate so chose her stitching.
Mrs. Bennet barely put her needle to the fabric before she dropped her work in her workbasket.
"Elizabeth, you must tell me again, all about your journey. I have spoken to Mrs. Gardiner, but she was not able to give me any of the important details."
"I do not believe that my aunt would leave out the important details, but I shall tell you anything you wish to know, mama."
Mrs. Bennet looked toward her sewing as if she might pick it up and return to her work. Elizabeth was hopeful but did not expect this to happen. Mrs. Bennet reached out her hand, but as it touched the fabric, she drew it back as if burnt.
"Elizabeth, I wish to know everything about your trip. You are my daughter and I like to know how you have spent your time. You did not send me many letters so I had to wait until you returned, and then your cousins, and dinners with neighbours; this is the first opportunity we have had to talk."
"As you wish, Mama." Elizabeth sighed as she spoke. She folded her fabric and placed it in her workbasket. 'I have been working on this item for so long, another night neglected will not cause any problems.'
Elizabeth began to speak about the scenery and houses they saw. The villages they travelled through and the people they met. It was on the subject of the people that Mrs. Bennet attempted to steer the conversation.
"And so, my dear, did you meet any rich, eligible gentlemen?"
"I made many new acquaintance, Mama, though I did not think to ask after their pocketbooks."
"ELIZABETH BENNET! I am certain that my daughter can identify a rich, eligible gentleman without asking such an inappropriate question."
"I am sorry, Mama." Elizabeth said apologetically. "I do not believe that I made any new acquaintance who would be considered rich and eligible and gentlemen. I must confess that I had far more interest in the scenes than society for most of the journey, and when it was the society, it was old acquaintances who consumed my notice." Elizabeth was aware that she was misleading her mother, but had no intention of speaking of Mr. Darcy.
"Oh well, that is quite a shame. How are you to be married if, when you journey, your aunt does not take care to introduce your to gentlemen of the right place in society..." Elizabeth barely listened to the rest of this speech, it was similar to those she had heard before and would hear again. It ended with the usual statements about "You will never be married. How will I keep you after your father is gone? There are no suitable young, or even old, men in Meryton, what shall we do?"
Elizabeth wasn't a person likely to dwell on disappointment, and eventually, while walking Oakham Mount, decided that if it were to be, it would be. With this decision, her spirits began to lift and she near ran the whole way home.
Once she arrived home, Mrs. Bennet was all aflutter. "Oh Elizabeth, such news...Mr. Bingley is returning to Netherfield."
'Well it appears my afternoon conversation is to involve quite a lot about Netherfield. Perhaps Mr. Darcy is to return with his friend?' This was the last thought Elizabeth was able to indulge in until she left her mother that evening.
Posted on Monday, 30 June 2003
Once Caroline Bingley knew that Darcy was to go with her brother to Netherfield, she would not pass up the opportunity. It was three days until their departure (no matter how much Darcy wished, they could not leave as quickly as desired), not that Miss Bingley had informed her brother of her intention of joining him, when Darcy and Georgiana were dining at the Hursts' home.
"Dear Georgiana, are you to journey with us to Netherfield?"
All conversation at the table ceased. Neither Darcy, nor Bingley knew that Caroline was planning on visiting Netherfield. Darcy could not say no to this proposal; he was, after all, traveling as a guest to Bingley. Mr. Bingley could not bring himself to refuse his sister's plans; he was, after all, responsible for his sister until she married. Both Gentlemen looked to Caroline, Mr. Hurst only looked to his dinner, and his wife did not show any surprise at her sister's statement.
Georgiana was well aware that her brother was to journey to Netherfield, but did not know that Miss Bingley was also to go. She did not know what to answer, but she did wish to see Elizabeth again. Georgiana looked at her brother, then back to Miss Bingley. It is well known in all good society that, when asked a direct question, it was polite to answer.
"Miss Bingley, I was not aware that my brother was to do anything beyond travel to hunt."
"Oh, well, dear Georgiana, I could not have Charles and Mr. Darcy travel all the way to Netherfield without the company of a lady, so Louisa and I, and Mr. Hurst are going to accompany him. I will admit that the society is somewhat unrefined but in some ways quaint." She stopped to take a breath and sip of her wine before continuing to speak with Georgiana as if it were a normal invitation over a quiet dinner, not a conversation that every other person at the table had decided to listen to. "So, Georgiana, are you to join us?"
Georgiana looked to her brother with hope in her eyes, she dearly wished to see Elizabeth's home, and Elizabeth. Darcy directed a slight nod in the direction of his sister. A smile overspread her face as she turned to Miss Bingley. Georgiana contained her happiness a little as she began to answer. "I thank you, Miss Bingley, for your kind invitation, I would be delighted to join you at Netherfield for the duration of my brother's visit."
Darcy nodded to his sister to show his pride in his sister's answer. Mrs. Hurst noticed the break in conversation and led the ladies to the sitting room to leave the gentlemen to their port.
Once they had established themselves in the sitting room, Mrs. Hurst at the pianoforte, Miss Bingley moved to sit beside Georgiana on a sofa. The conversation began with the normal pleasant anticipation of a shared journey and continued until Georgiana asked a question of her traveling companion.
"Miss Bingley, tell me, how far is Netherfield from Longbourn?"
Miss Bingley was a little surprised by the question, but decided to deal with this problem now rather than later. "It is three miles, not nearly far enough, but you will not have any reason to travel that distance. The society of Hertfordshire is not what we seek, we seek to become better acquainted with each other." Miss Bingley turned a smile on her companion, and Georgiana decided that she would move toward the piano and entertain the ladies until the return of the gentlemen rather than disagree with Miss Bingley about the value of the acquaintance to be found at Longbourn.
Over the days that led to their journey, Darcy and his sister discussed Netherfield and Longbourn, Hertfordshire and traveling. It was quickly clear to Georgiana that her brother's intentions for this trip were very different to Miss Bingley's. Georgiana preferred her brother's plans to Miss Bingley's.
The Bingley party arrived at Netherfield in two carriages. They spent the appropriate two days without any company before a few gentlemen of the neighbourhood came to call on Mr. Bingley, and any other gentlemen in residence. A day after that, some ladies began to call on Miss Bingley and her companions. Miss Bennet was one of these ladies.
Mr. Bennet had been one of the first to call on Mr. Bingley. During this visit, he found Mr. Darcy to be more agreeable and polite than he had ever seemed before. Though a little curious by this, and deciding that he would watch this gentleman closely during his stay at Netherfield, Mr. Bennet did not attempt to explain this change. After all a period of months may change a gentleman and Mr. Bennet had been informed by his relatives that he had been quite agreeable during their stay in Lambton; he even has suspicions that his little girl was partial to the company of Mr. Darcy.
During their conversation, Mr. Bennet learnt that Miss Darcy was visiting with Mr. Bingley's sisters. He did not pass this knowledge on to his wife and daughter immediately, but rather played with them for a number of minutes first. Teasing them about the company Mr. Bingley was keeping and the ladies of the house. It was easy to tease Mrs. Bennet as she clearly had hopes for a match between her daughter and Mr. Bingley, but Mr. Bennet did not realise how easily he could draw his daughter into his intrigue by mentioning his encounter with Mr. Darcy.
After a number of minutes of sporting with them, Mr. Bennet announced that "Miss Bingley has returned with her brother, as had Mr. and Mrs. Hurst but they also had a Miss Darcy joining them."
"Miss Darcy?" Elizabeth asked.
"Yes, yes, my dear. It appears that Miss Bingley could not do without a companion and invited her dear friend to join her."
Elizabeth scoffed a little at the description of Miss Darcy and Miss Bingley's relationship, but it was her mother who spoke first. "Ooooh, Miss Darcy. What a fortunate thing for Elizabeth."
"How is that, my dear?" Her husband asked her, Elizabeth choosing to remain out of this sport as it would last only a few minutes and her father was more likely to speak plainly after he had more fun with his wife.
"Why she may visit Mr. Bingley, of course, to all appearances of visiting Miss Bingley and Miss Darcy."
"Oh, well my dear, I do not believe it is necessary for Miss Darcy to be in attendance for such a visit. Why bore the young girl with Elizabeth's attentions if it is only Mr. Bingley that she is to visit?"
"That would not do at all. A young lady may not visit a gentleman, but if she were visiting a young lady, offering her friendship, she may very well meet with the young man, and he may fall in love with her and... well, things may move as they do and we would have a daughter married, and married well." Mrs. Bennet crossed her arms across her body and looked at her husband as if she had proved her point.
Elizabeth had had enough of this.
"Mama, I have no need to 'offer friendship' to Miss Darcy." Elizabeth paused but continued before her mother could reply, "I have made Georgiana's acquaintance and I do believe she will be happy for me to call upon her."
"Well, you shall go tomorrow. You can wear your yellow gown, and none of this walking, you shall take the carriage," Mrs. Bennet continued to plan Elizabeth's visit to Netherfield. Elizabeth remained near silent, acknowledging her mother's words only sufficiently to prevent hysterics. Elizabeth did intend to walk to Netherfield, but the weather had been dry, and she would not wear her yellow gown, but she did intend to pay particular care to her appearance when she arrived.
Elizabeth arrived at Netherfield at a time appropriate for a morning visit, but not so late as to be likely to be interrupted by other visitors. Elizabeth was shown to a pleasant room. She was looking out the window when Georgiana entered the room.
"Elizabeth, it is pleasant to see you."
"And you. I am glad you have decided to visit Netherfield. And how do you find Hertfordshire?"
"What I have seen, I have liked, but I have not yet been able to venture beyond Netherfield. Perhaps you would show me."
"I would like that very much." For about fifteen minutes, Georgiana and Elizabeth chatted like old friends. They spoke of how they had spent the short time since they last met, of the country and town and other topics that interest young ladies. Upon checking the time, Elizabeth realised how long they had been speaking without Miss Bingley joining them. This was quite unlike Miss Bingley to leave Elizabeth alone with a Darcy.
What Georgiana and Elizabeth could not know, was that Miss Bingley was using this time to be alone with another Darcy.
Darcy had heard the door open and the butler show someone into the sitting room. He had no way of knowing if it were the guest he was hoping would call on his sister. He chided himself for not watching out the window in his chamber to see if she arrived, and yet the worst was to come.
Although the library at Netherfield was nothing compared to Pemberley, Darcy was happy to spend time in this room to escape the attentions of a certain young lady. Darcy had always known of Miss Bingley's intentions toward him, but of late they had intensified. He doubted that Caroline Bingley would risk the scandal of a compromising situation to force a marriage, but he did not doubt she would resort to wiles and trickery if it would achieve her goal.
It was as this thought passed through Darcy's head that he heard the door to the library close. It was unusual for this door to ever be closed, and especially rare when he had propped it open with the instrument kept near the door for that purpose.
Darcy turned to walk toward the door, to open it and take the book he had selected to pass the time. As he rounded the end of the bookcases, Darcy was surprised to be face to face with Miss Bingley.
"Good morning, Miss Bingley."
"Good day, Mr. Darcy. I had hoped to find you here."
He stepped toward the door to open it but was prevented by Miss Bingley stepping before him. "I have selected a book, Miss Bingley, and now wish to join my sister to read it. If you will excuse me." He reached for the door handle again.
"I had hoped to speak with you, on a rather...delicate matter." She batted her eyelashes in what was thought a seductive manner by the lady.
"Miss Bingley, I do not believe that the door being closed is a good idea." He deftly stepped around the lady and opened the door. Before he could step out of the room, his companion spoke.
"The door is open, sir. Will you not join me over there where we may be comfortable?" Not knowing how to refuse the polite invitation of his hostess, Darcy moved and seated himself in a chair, leaving the two-seater to Miss Bingley alone.
A short silence descended on the room, but Darcy was not of a mood to waste time. A guest was in the house, and although Miss Bingley was obviously in no hurry to join them, he was eager to ensure that if Miss Bennet visited he would see her. "Miss Bingley, I believe you wished to speak with me." He asked rather disinterestedly.
"Yes...I wish to speak with you of my concern for dear Georgiana." At the look of displeasure at the topic, Miss Bingley continued quickly. "I do not believe the society of Meryton is appropriate for Miss Darcy's company. I plan on suggesting to Charles that we close to visitors and remain only another week. After that, we can all return to London where the society is of a more appropriate type for one such as Georgiana, and the rest of us of course. I was hoping I can count on your assistance."
Darcy looked at the woman before him, a little unsure of what exactly she was about. First she insisted on joining the gentlemen on a hunting party and then invited Georgiana, and then she insisted that the environs were not appropriate for Georgiana. It mattered little to Darcy; he wished only to see Miss Bennet and attempt to make her love him as dearly as he loved her.
"I thank you for your concern, Miss Bingley, but I am certain that I am able to care for Miss Darcy's needs." Darcy stood and took the book in his hands and walked to his chamber to settle his mind. He had quite forgotten that he was on his way to the sitting room when he was waylaid.
Posted on Saturday, 16 August 2003, at
At dinner that evening, Georgiana spoke with Miss Bingley. More correctly, Miss Bingley was speaking about the visitors who had called during the day. After Miss Bingley had finished her monologue, Georgiana turned to her brother.
"Fitzwilliam, in all the excitement of callers I forgot to mention that Elizabeth called early this morning." Darcy looked at his sister, pleading with his eyes that she may expand on her statement. Miss Bingley obliged.
"Yes, Miss Bennet called earlier today. I believe, Georgiana, Louisa, it is time we left the gentlemen." And so saying, Miss Bingley stood and guided the ladies from the room.
When the gentlemen joined them later, Miss Bingley watched as Darcy approached his sister. She listened as Darcy raised the subject of Miss Bennet, and she decided what she must do.
Despite her earlier comments to Mr Darcy, Caroline Bingley set off at an early hour to return a visit paid the morning before. The fact that the visitor did not see her - or wish to - did not bother the lady in the least. The purpose of the visit was not merely to exchange gossip or speak of lace, Miss Bingley did not value the opinion of any person in Hertfordshire, least of all the lady she was visiting. Miss Bingley was to pay this visit for one reason only - to convince Miss Bennet to stay away from the Darcy's.
The carriage footman knocked on the door of Longbourn and the housekeeper admitted Miss Bingley and took her to the room that currently held Mrs and Miss Bennet.
After the greetings were exchanged, Miss Bingley sat down, and barely covered her displeasure at the direction and implications introduced to the conversation by Mrs Bennet. Within minutes, Miss Bennet was aware that Miss Bingley's intention in visiting Longbourn was to converse with herself. Not wishing her mother to witness the exchange that was likely to occur, Elizabeth introduced the idea of a walk about the grounds.
Although not usually a walker, Miss Bingley was not slow in accepting this opportunity to be away from Mrs Bennet. "Off you go girls" Mrs Bennet said, earning black looks from both young ladies, "I am certain you have confidences and discussions I may not hear". Elizabeth left to collect her bonnet and coat, and, Miss Bingley elected to follow rather than remain alone with Mrs Bennet.
Until they reached a small, semi secluded garden, Elizabeth and Miss Bingley walked in silence. Elizabeth was remembering their last private conversation, and Miss Bingley planning her best attack.
As soon as she spied a bench, Miss Bingley made a beeline for it. She seated herself on the seat before Elizabeth could say a word, and Miss Bingley found herself, rather inelegantly, attempting to keep her behind from hitting the ground as the opposite end of the bench lifted a little from the ground. Elizabeth stifled a laugh as Miss Bingley moved to the centre of the seat.
Miss Bingley straightened her skirts, brushing the imaginary dirt from them, and looked at Elizabeth. Seeing the look did nothing to begin the conversation. She remembered all too well the last time they spoke alone. Miss Bingley finally relented and opened the conversation.
"I have called, Miss Bennet, to discuss a conversation I had with Mr Darcy yesterday."
Elizabeth looked at the speaker, attempting to convey to Miss Bingley that she was not going to assist this conversation, even if her curiosity was piqued.
"We were in the library, sitting on the sofa discussing dear Georgiana. We spoke of our concerns for the company she may keep." Miss Bingley paused and looked at Miss Bennet, clearly expecting a response, but none came.
Elizabeth doubted that the conversation had passed as Miss Bingley presented, nor was she concerned. It had been clear in Georgiana's response to the visit the previous day that she was happy to see Elizabeth, and Mr Darcy had not indicated the slightest displeasure in her company at Pemberley.
"Knowing that you visited yesterday, I thought it wise to speak with you before you return to Netherfield and are embarrassed when Mr Darcy does not allow you to call on Miss Darcy. I do not mean to offend, Miss Bennet, but I do believe it would be best if you do not call on Miss Darcy, or Mr Darcy and save yourself any humiliation when you are rejected. I have told you before, Mr Darcy will not ever ask you to become a part of his life, so it would be best if you did not see Miss Darcy, we would not wish for her to become attached."
Elizabeth was not usually a particularly patient person, and she had now heard enough of Miss Bingley's opinion. It was not as if the words or sentiment were a surprise to Elizabeth, nor was the satisfied smile on Miss Bingley's face, but this was her father's home and she did not wish to spend such a pretty day with Miss Bingley.
"I thank you for your concern, Miss Bingley" Elizabeth sounded sincere enough to cause the satisfied smile to spread across Miss Bingley's face as she began to stand, "but I do not think that I will follow your advice. Georgiana was quite satisfied with my visit, and, if her brother does not approve of our friendship, I am certain he will inform me of such." Elizabeth paused, deciding if the next sentence she planned was warranted. Before Miss Bingley could frame her reply, Elizabeth continued "perhaps, Miss Bingley, Mr Darcy does not question the people of Hertfordshire as companions for his sister, but those closer to home". Elizabeth turned her back on Miss Bingley and walked in the direction of the house at a pace that ensured Miss Bingley would not be able to speak another word on the matter.
Miss Bingley went directly to the carriage that was still waiting for her and returned to Netherfield, while Elizabeth continued to walk about the grounds.
'Perhaps,' Elizabeth thought to herself, 'I spoke a little too cruelly to Miss Bingley' and she felt regret. It was not something that she could do anything about, so a long walk on a pleasant day made her feel a great deal better.
Posted on Wednesday, 20 August 2003
Elizabeth returned from her walk to join her parents and Mrs Phillips for luncheon. It was a quiet and reflective affair for Elizabeth, and, truth be told, for her father too. Mrs Bennet and Mrs Phillips maintained the conversation, focusing on the return of Mr Bingley and his guests.
Elizabeth was forced to join her mother and aunt in the sitting room, but was able to take up her work in the corner of the room as the elder ladies continued their conversation. For over half an hour the arrangements were thus, and the only cause for change was Mrs Hill, the housekeeper, knocking on the door and introducing Lady Catherine deBourgh into the room.
All conversation between Mrs Bennet and Mrs Phillips ceased with the entrance of such a high ranking lady. Lady Catherine surveyed the room, pausing her scan on each of the ladies, and finally stopping with Elizabeth.
"One of those...ladies is your mother."
"Indeed, Mama, this is lady Catherine deBourgh." Mrs Bennet dipped a deep curtsey while lady Catherine barely nodded her head in acknowledgment before she turned to look at Mrs Phillips. Elizabeth considered this sufficient request to introduce her aunt. After the introductions were complete, Mrs Bennet seated herself, followed by her sister, and offered a seat to Lady Catherine.
Rather than seat herself, Lady Catherine addressed Elizabeth. "Miss Bennet, I seem to recall seeing a prettyish kind of wilderness as the carriage entered the park. If you would be so kind as to join me."
Elizabeth looked to her mother before answering. "Yes, dear, show Lady de Bourgh the most pleasant walks and gardens, they are, you know," Mrs Bennet said looking to Lady Catherine "much nicer than Lucas Lodge at this time of year".
Elizabeth hurried off to get her bonnet and jacket and met Lady Catherine near the door.
Much like the previous day, Elizabeth did not begin the conversation. On first seeing the lady, Elizabeth thought that Lady Catherine was traveling through the area and carried a letter from Charlotte Collins. Unfortunately for Elizabeth, it was soon clear that a letter was not the reason for the call.
Lady Catherine moved in the direction of the same bench that Miss Bingley had encountered the previous day, but the elder lady moved a little slower than the younger, and, Elizabeth had no intention of explaining to Georgiana or her brother why their aunt had inelegantly seated herself on the ground at Longbourn.
Moving a little quicker than is strictly appropriate in good society, Elizabeth stepped before Lady Catherine. "If you would permit me, Lady Catherine, there is a finer prospect from the bench just before those gates." Elizabeth strode forward so that if Lady Catherine wanted to speak with her, she would continue to walk.
Before long, Lady Catherine seated herself on the bench Elizabeth had indicated. Lady Catherine had seated herself in such a way as to take up the entire bench that could easily accommodate three people of her size. Elizabeth wandered to the side a little and began to speak about the view they had, pointing in the direction of various gardens and woods.
"I thank you for your commentary, Miss Bennet, but I did not come all this way to hear about the countryside."
Elizabeth fell silent. She looked at Lady Catherine awaiting the reason for the visit. Lady Catherine, knowing she had the floor, let the silence hang in the air for the longest possible time before she began.
"You can be at no loss, Miss Bennet, to understand the purpose of my visit."
"Indeed, Lady Catherine, unless you carry a message from Mrs Collins, I cannot account for the honour of seeing you."
"I am not of a mind to small talk, Miss Bennet. A report of the most alarming nature reached me not two days ago and I immediately made way here in order to have it universally denied."
"Lady Catherine, if you will share this report, perhaps then I may comment, otherwise I do not know of what assistance I may be."
"I have heard reports that you are to be united with my nephew, Mr Darcy. What have you to say?"
"Only that I have not any idea where these reports have originated, if indeed they exist."
Though unhappy with the wording of the response, it did cause Lady Catherine some relief, though not yet enough. "Are you attempting to say that these reports were not circulated by yourself? Well I suppose that is of no matter at present. I only have to add that this match to which you aspire, can not and will not take place. Mr Darcy is engaged to my daughter. Now what do you have to say?"
"Only this, if Mr Darcy is so engaged, you can have no fear that he would propose to me."
And so the conversation continued, voices gradually rising, and tempers becoming shorter, but Lady Catherine left without the assurances she came seeking, Elizabeth confirmed that she was not engaged to Mr Darcy, but would not promise not to enter into an engagement. As Elizabeth watched the carriage leave her father's estate, she realized that she had said more than she intended. For the second time in two days, Elizabeth walked around her father's estate to forget a conversation she had had with a visitor.
Lady Catherine was not at all satisfied with her conversation with Miss Bennet, and, as she had stated to Miss Bennet, she knew what she would do next, or at least where she would go.
As soon as possible after departing Longbourn, Lady Catherine was admitted to Netherfield house. She was shown to a room containing Mr Darcy, Miss Darcy and Miss Bingley. Mr Bingley was attending to estate business and the Hursts were lounging in a different room.
"Lady Catherine, this is Miss Bingley. Her brother, Mr Bingley, is master of this estate." Lady Catherine gave a cursory nod in Miss Bingley's direction, but before the latter could speak, the former addressed her niece.
"Georgiana, it is very good to see you, however inappropriate your company. Go, pack your things, it is time you visited Rosings." Lady Catherine seated herself in the best chair in the room.
Miss Bingley was too shocked to speak, so stood, excused herself and left the room.
Georgiana did not need to answer, her brother spoke first. "Georgiana, you will be remaining at Netherfield as planned, but, perhaps it would be best if you left Lady Catherine and I to speak privately."
"As you wish, brother. Good day, Lady Catherine." Georgiana left the room, closing the door behind herself.
Once his sister had left the room, Darcy began pacing the room. After two laps, he turned to his aunt. "Aunt, I thank you for your interest in Georgiana, but she is perfectly well here."
"It is not your sister I came to speak of, it was of you, or, more particularly Miss Bennet."
"I do not have the pleasure of understanding you, aunt. Please be more specific."
"A report of a most alarming nature reached me at Rosings, and, I must insist on it being universally denied. I also believe that it is time you and Anne announced your engagement formally, and then in three months it would be the perfect time to marry."
Darcy was becoming very unhappy with the turn of the conversation, but he was patient so did not speak. Lady Catherine continued. "First, Darcy, the report. It must be a falsehood, so if you would simply deny the truth of the rumour and tell me that you are not engaged to Miss Bennet."
"I am not." Darcy said slowly, choosing not to elaborate or say anything that may further anger his aunt.
"Miss Bennet said as much. She appears to hold a hope that you may, one day be so committed. She informed me that your wife would have consultation, even if all society were to shun her. She spoke of the pleasure that would come from being your wife. All of this is no matter. She would not promise never to enter into an engagement with you, but you must make this promise. One word, spoken now and I will be satisfied and begin to organize the announcement of your engagement to Anne. Tell me, Darcy, will you promise never to enter into any engagement with Miss Bennet."
"I am sorry that you have traveled so far, aunt, but I have no intentions of announcing any engagement to my cousin. I respect Anne, but do not have any plans to marry my cousin."
Lady Catherine did not take this as an answer immediately. In fact, Lady Catherine remained at Netherfield above an hour, circling her conversation with her nephew around the same topic. A direct approach had failed so she attempted to trick him into agreeing to marry Anne. When this failed, she used all the information at her disposal in an attempt to lessen Elizabeth Bennet in Darcy's eyes. These arguments would have succeeded many months ago, in fact he had used them himself, but now they too failed. Finally, after listing Miss Bennet's connections and how they would sully the Darcy name, Lady Catherine attempted to use the final weapon in her arsenal. Unfortunately for Lady Catherine, Darcy considered Elizabeth as the best possible sister and influence for Georgiana.
Lady Catherine departed without speaking to Georgiana again, or sending any greetings to the Bingley's.
All current residents of Netherfield assembled for luncheon. Questions were asked about Lady Catherine, but Darcy only said that she had business to attend to elsewhere and he would say nothing further.
After they had eaten, Darcy went to speak with his sister. Georgiana was always disturbed after a visit from Lady Catherine, but after this one he felt the need to explain the purpose of her visit.
Without being too specific, Darcy informed his sister that their aunt did not approve of his choice of friends, and that she wished Darcy to marry Anne within the year. He assured Georgiana that this was not his plan, and, this being the case, Lady Catherine was unlikely to call at Pemberley in the near future.
Satisfied that his sister was now happy, Darcy began to plan how best to visit Elizabeth.
Posted on Friday, 29 August 2003
After settling his sister at the pianoforte, Darcy began to consider the best course of action. It took less than a minute for him to decide that an afternoon visit to Longbourn would relieve his suffering.
As quickly as was seemly, Darcy called for his horse and was on his way to Longbourn. He was immediately shown to a room containing Mrs. Bennet and her daughter.
Mrs. Bennet was a little unsure as to why Mr. Darcy had called, and without his sister. More particularly, Mrs. Bennet would have preferred the attendance of Mr. Bingley. Mr. Darcy was not well-liked; even though he was wealthy, he did not appear a suitor to any lady of the neighbourhood. As Mrs. Bennet did not consider it likely that Mr. Darcy had any interest in her daughter, she felt no need to leave the two alone.
It frustrated both Elizabeth and Darcy that they were not able to have a conversation beyond the mundane. They spoke of Pemberley, of shared acquaintance, of the weather, and any other topic that Mrs. Bennet decided to speak of.
At the conclusion of half an hour, it was time for Mr. Darcy to leave. He rose, bid farewell to Mrs. Bennet and Elizabeth, and left Longbourn, disappointed that he had not achieved his goal. The one small consolation was that he had made a definite engagement for his sister to visit Elizabeth the following day.
At the appointed time, Darcy escorted his sister to Longbourn. Georgiana was relieved that the time had arrived. For the previous hour, her brother had been showing his impatience in ways that only his sister could recognize. He stood at the window, paced, turned to his sister to ensure she remembered the arrangement he had made for her, and then repeated this process again.
Darcy stepped from the coach, handed his sister out and watched as the footman escorted her to the door. Darcy told the coachman that he would return on horseback; his horse had been brought and saddled for that very purpose. He had no wish to return quickly to the company of Miss Bingley.
As Darcy rode his horse away from the house and around a curve in the path so the house was no longer in sight, he decided to stop and walk with his horse, it would slow his travel and allow him to think.
Darcy dismounted and patted his horse affectionately, and for some reason, he decided that his horse was the best being to confide in and assist in clearing his thoughts.
"What am I to do?" Darcy asked his horse. "It appears that I will never be alone with her, never be able to ask her to be mine." The horse made a slight snorting sound. "There is nothing I wish more than to take her to Pemberley with me, but when can this happen? I do not wish to return alone; how can my aim be achieved? I do not even know if she returns my affections." He almost laughed at his earlier presumptions as he said the last to his horse.
Darcy did not notice movement further along the path, quickly moving in the direction of the house.
Miss Bennet was running down the path, but she saw the gentleman and his horse and slowed. She did not hear all his words, but she heard quite clearly that it was Mr. Darcy, and he was confiding in his horse.
This, Elizabeth decided, was a private moment which Mr. Darcy would rather not have any person intrude on, and so she took a few steps back down the path the in the direction from which she had come, and attempted to walk by him. Unfortunately, Darcy heard a stick break under her feet and looked up to see the subject of his conversation before him.
Elizabeth dropped the hold she had on her skirts, allowing the hems to fall from the shin height she had been holding them at so she could walk without her hems dragging in the dirt as she was bypassing the path and Mr. Darcy.
Darcy watched as the fabric of her gown covered her lower legs again. For a moment he was lost in what he was seeing before him, then he recovered himself raising his eyes to her face.
For her part, Elizabeth was not sure how to handle the situation. She had been found near to this gentleman as he had indulged himself in private conversation, even if it was with his horse.
"Miss Bennet, good day." Darcy had recovered himself well and decided that this was the best opportunity he might get for days.
"Good day, Mr. Darcy." They stood in silence for a moment before the gentleman spoke again.
"I had thought, Miss Bennet, that you were in the house."
"Indeed, that is where I am expected, but I found myself lost in thought as I walked this morning. I do so hope that Miss Darcy has not been waiting long for me."
Darcy smiled. "I have only left my sister at Longbourn moments ago. If you will agree, I will escort you back."
"I thank you." Elizabeth stepped up to walk beside him. Darcy did not move immediately.
"Miss Bennet, if I may delay you a moment longer, I did wish to speak with you on a matter of some importance, and I do not wish to delay it any longer." Elizabeth nodded her consent as Darcy stood before her, taking her hands in his. She blushed becomingly as Darcy continued. "Miss Bennet, it has been many days that I have envied my sister her ability to address you by your name, and now I hope that I do not take too much of a liberty in doing so now."
"If you had but asked..." Elizabeth murmured; a small smile played on Darcy's lips but he did not acknowledge her words beyond that. Darcy had prepared what he would say, he just did not expect his opportunity to come at this time. Darcy had run the words through his mind a number of times, and now he did not wish to destroy his chances.
"Elizabeth, I am not gifted with pretty words and phrases. I do not believe that anything I can say at this point will sway you to my cause so I will speak the whole truth. I did not choose my words carefully in April, yet the words would have been insufficient at that time. I hope that is not the case now. If my attentions you do not wish, please tell me and I will remove them." Darcy paused, Elizabeth did not speak immediately, she looked at him with a mixture of hurt and fear.
"I do not wish that" she whispered.
Darcy squeezed her hands gently, attempting to draw strength for the words that were to come. "Elizabeth, will you, or do I ask too much, will you consent to become my wife?"
He looked at her with such hope, a hope that was not in his eyes the first time he asked the question. A hope that belied the insecurity Darcy felt in making this request. Elizabeth raised her eyes to meet his, she smiled before she answered.
"I would be honoured, Mr. Darcy. I thank you for your proposals, and accept your assurances." Darcy raised Elizabeth's hands to his mouth and placed gentle kisses on the palms of both. He released her hands and they began to walk to Longbourn in silence, both happy with their encounter.
When they neared Longbourn, two happy people with a horse trailing not far behind, Darcy stopped. Elizabeth stopped also and looked at him questioningly. With a small hint of a smile tugging at the edges of his mouth, Darcy spoke. "I will bid you adieu here, Elizabeth, for I am certain that you have a visitor and I would not wish to intrude on your visit."
"You may remain if you wish, Mr. Darcy." She smiled.
"No, I will not I have business to attend at Netherfield, but if you would permit, I will return to collect my sister, and perhaps may visit with you then."
"Of course." He raised her hand to his lips.
As he released her hand, Darcy spoke one last request. "Elizabeth, I would so like for you to be less formal in your address when we are alone. If it would please you, I would quite like it if you called me by my Christian name."
"I will, Fitzwilliam." Her smile and the sound of his name from her lips, forced him to collect her hand again and claim it with his lips, before he left.
Elizabeth returned to the house in such a happy mood that even her mother's admonishment that she was not home to greet her guest did not cause any distress at all.
Posted on Friday, 5 September 2003
True to his word, Darcy returned to Longbourn well before his sister's visit was to end. Elizabeth noticed that her suitor seemed rather preoccupied with the contents of his right pocket. His hand spent a great deal of time in that pocket, and though he smiled a great deal more than usual and looked at Elizabeth with such love in his eyes, he was quite preoccupied.
Before long, Darcy left the presence of the ladies and moved to the study, and Mr. Bennet. Darcy knocked on the door.
Mr. Bennet looked at his book a little curiously at the sound of a knock on the door. The knock was neither the soft sound made when his daughter sought entrance, nor the flutter of noise that ensued when Mrs. Bennet wished to speak with her husband. This knock was not hesitant, and clearly not one of the household staff. Mr. Bennet placed the marker to hold his place in his book, and set the book on his desk. Guessing that he had caused the person seeking entrance sufficient time to realize that it was Mr. Bennet's domain and he was in control, he called to admit the guest.
Mr. Darcy opened the door when he was bid, and strode into the room. Mr. Bennet noticed a slight change in the confidence of the man before him. Though they had not been in company together often, Mr. Bennet could see that the young man before him wanted something.
"Mr. Darcy, please take a seat." Mr. Bennet indicated the seat on the opposite side of the desk. Mr. Darcy had one hand in his pocket, which he replaced after greeting his host. Darcy sat.
It was early afternoon, but Mr. Bennet could see that the gentleman before him needed something to drink, and he feared that he would require one before this interview was over.
Mr. Bennet walked to the shelf, poured two glasses of brandy, and returned, with the glasses to his seat. He placed one before himself, and the other before Darcy. Darcy acknowledged the gesture with a bow of his head. Mr. Bennet seated himself, took a small sip of his own drink, placed it back on the table and sat back in his chair.
"What is it I may do for you, Mr. Darcy? Do you find the amusements of the ladies a little too...superficial?"
"No, Mr. Bennet, that is to say I have a specific request to make of you. I find the company of the ladies in your sitting room quite pleasant."
Mr. Bennet nodded in a way to indicate that Mr. Darcy should continue. Darcy paused for a minute, choosing his words carefully. He was fully aware that his beloved had many traits in common and he did not wish to alienate Elizabeth's father. To receive her blessing took two proposals and he did not wish to make two attempts (separated by such a length of time) to gain her fathers approval.
"Mr. Bennet, I am not aware of the extent to which you are familiar with your daughter's visit to Derbyshire." Darcy paused to take a breath, and Mr. Bennet remained silent, lifting his glass to his lips, very grateful that he had thought to pour it. "Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner, and Miss Bennet, spent a great deal of time at Pemberley. Over the past months, I have found myself in Miss Bennet's company quite often, and I have found a great deal of pleasure in her company." Seeing Mr. Bennet's patience wearing thin, Darcy decided to get to the point. "Mr. Bennet, I find myself before you, asking for what only you may give. I ask your consent to a marriage between myself and Miss Bennet."
"Mr. Darcy. I find myself quite surprised by your request. Although I had heard that you had been in my daughter's company at Pemberley, and Hunsford, I had barely an idea of what she thinks of you. I have no way of knowing of what regard you hold her in."
"If I may be frank, Mr. Bennet, I love Elizabeth. I have proposed to her, twice to own the truth, and this very morning she consented to become my wife. I am well able to provide for Elizabeth's every need and plan on settling a goodly sum on her upon our marriage." Darcy reached into his breast pocket and withdrew a piece of paper. He handed it to Mr. Bennet. "I believe, Mr. Bennet, that this document contains all of the information and figures that are customarily discussed in a conversation such as this."
Mr. Bennet took the paper, but did not even pretend to read it. He put it on the desk before him, and took another sip from his glass in order to allow himself to frame his thoughts.
"I have no doubt, Mr. Darcy,that you are able to cater for my daughter's financial needs, but you must admit that this is difficult for me. Elizabeth is my only child and," Mr. Bennet paused. He had seen the change in his daughter, he knew that she had found something and now all of the pieces had fallen into place. "And now it seems I am to lose her." Mr. Bennet stood and walked around the table to stand over his future son in law. "Be good to Elizabeth; she deserves the very best."
The tone of the last was not rude, or harsh but there was an underlying sadness, and perhaps a little threat to be heard in it. Darcy did not miss either. "I will, Mr. Bennet."
Mr. Bennet returned to his chair, disbursing all emotion from his voice as he sat. He looked at the paper that Darcy had given him, still unopened. Mr. Bennet reached forward, picked up the sheet and opened and read it. He dropped it on the desk again.
"It appears, Mr. Darcy, that you are to be quite generous indeed. I can offer little compared to this, but my daughter will not be married without her proper dowry."
"Sir, that is not necessary. I am well able to provide for Elizabeth," Mr. Bennet started a little at the use of his daughter's name, "I do not require payment for marrying Elizabeth; It is my honour. You are already giving me much by giving your consent".
"Mr. Darcy, I may not be a rich man, but I will not have it said that I do not provide for my daughter properly. She will have what is rightfully hers on her marriage."
"As you wish, sir, it will be added to the settlement."
Mr. Bennet picked up his glass. "A toast, Mr. Darcy, to my Elizabeth's happiness."
"I cannot but agree to that, sir."
They each drank from their glasses. "I believe, Mr. Darcy, that you would wish to rejoin the ladies at this point. I have but one request, would you ask Elizabeth to join me here. I am certain she will wish to discuss the way in which this news will be given to her mother."
"As you wish, sir. I did have one other message; this from Mr. Bingley."
"Well I do not have any other daughters, so it cannot be as difficult a conversation as the one just passed."
"As you say. Mr. and Miss Bingley wish to invite your family to dine at Netherfield. The meal will only consist of the residents of Netherfield, and your family if you consent."
"I have no objections. Perhaps you could pass the invitation to Mrs. Bennet, I am quite certain she will not disagree."
Mr. Darcy left the study, and returned to the ladies. It was time for Georgiana to leave, so he passed on the invitation to dinner, which was accepted, and departed with his sister. As he was saying farewell to Elizabeth, he passed on her father's request that she join him in the study.
Elizabeth's interview with her father went quickly. It was clear that her father was sorry to lose her, but Darcy had obviously impressed her father during their discussion and he gave his consent to Elizabeth as he had Darcy.
When the family from Longbourn arrived at Netherfield, Mrs. Bennet was the only person in the carriage not yet aware of the understanding between Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth. Mr. Bennet and his daughter had decided that they had better inform Mrs. Bennet after they had departed Netherfield for the evening, allowing her a whole night to adjust to the news before seeing the gentleman himself again.
The seating at the dinner table was clearly arranged by Miss Bingley. Elizabeth found herself seated between Mr. Hurst and Mrs. Bennet. Mr. Darcy, Miss Bingley and Georgiana were seated as far from Elizabeth as the table would allow.
Despite the distance between them, both Elizabeth and Darcy were focused on the other. A look here, a smile there, or even just in their thoughts, both were content. The only thing that could improve the situation-well there were many things that could improve the situation for both of them-would be if they were sitting at a dining table at Pemberley, being alone, or even just having one or two less persons at this table.
Mrs. Bennet was still clearly focused on advancing any potential match between her daughter and Mr. Bingley, and attempted to steer the conversation to topics that might bring this about. Mr. Bennet was content to watch what passed before him between his daughter and Mr. Darcy.
Mr. Bennet occasionally spared a thought for Miss Bingley. It was quite clear that her intentions were to gain the assurances that Elizabeth had. If it wasn't for her rude and insulting manner, he may have felt sorry for her, but as it was, Mr. Bennet did his best to hide his amusement at the antics of Miss Bingley.
The time came for the Bennets to leave. Mrs. Bennet did her best to give Mr. Bingley a chance to bid adieu to Elizabeth without any company, but at every turn she noticed Mr. Darcy present. At one point, Mr. Darcy was alone with Elizabeth and the lady did not seem to object! Mrs. Bennet called for her daughter to join her in the carriage that would take them to Longbourn.
As soon as they were in the carriage, Mrs. Bennet began to speak of the company they had just left.
"Dear Mr. Bingley seemed in such good health this evening. I am certain that he admires you more every day, Elizabeth, if only that tiresome Mr. Darcy would not stay with his friend at all times. Did you not notice, dear, that while Mr. Bingley was attempting to say goodbye to Elizabeth, and very likely more than just goodbye, and there was Mr. Darcy."
Elizabeth was not shocked by this behavior in her mother, but that she felt this was disappointing. Mr. Bennet saw the reaction of his daughter as his wife looked at her companions. One thing Mr. Bennet did not like was for his little girl to be hurt.
"Mrs. Bennet," Her husband addressed her. "I had intended to wait until we were safely in Longbourn, but I do believe that we are now far enough from Netherfield for me to make this announcement."
"What announcement? Oh, oh, Elizabeth, you sly thing. Mr. Bingley has already made you an offer and you did not speak of it to me. How can you keep me ignorant of this joyous news so long."
"No. That is not the announcement, Mrs. Bennet." His wife looked shocked. Mr. Bennet continued, "Although one aspect is correct. Elizabeth is to leave us soon. Mr. Darcy has requested the hand of our daughter." Mr. Bennet smiled at Elizabeth as she glowed in happiness. "And I have granted my consent."
The carriage was silent. Mrs. Bennet looked between her daughter and husband. She sputted the name 'Mr. Darcy' a few times and then exclaimed quite loudly. "Mr. Darcy, Oh Elizabeth how could you not have said. This is wonderful, what carriages, what jewels, oh you will be so rich. I am quite glad that Mr. Collins married Charlotte for he is nothing to you..." Mrs. Bennet's exclamations continued for the remainder of the ride to Longbourn. Elizabeth and Mr. Bennet doubted that any person in the county was unaware of the engagement of Miss Elizabeth Bennet to Mr. Darcy.
After the Bennets had left, the entire party reentered Netherfield, that is to say that Georgiana, Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley returned to the room that was occupied by Miss Bingley, her sister and brother-in-law.
Georgiana excused herself almost immediately on entering the room. Pleading tiredness, she retired to her room. Mr. Hurst, realizing that the conversation would not be one he wished to witness, he followed Miss Darcy's example and followed not ten minutes after she left.
During the ten minutes before the departure of Mr. Hurst, very little had been said beyond the normal pleasant conversation that follows a meal. Once Mr. Hurst had left, Miss Bingley decided that it was time to voice her concerns about the neighbours. If she were to wait any longer, Darcy may be the next to retire.
"It was a lovely meal, but the company was a little less than superior."
"Caroline," her brother admonished, "that is not true, I found the Bennet family quite delightful company. In fact, Mrs. Bennet has invited us to dine at Longbourn in four days time."
"Of course this invitation was issued, Charles, Mrs. Bennet has plans for her daughter...and a rich eligible gentleman." Caroline looked at Charles and leered at Mr. Darcy.
"I must say that I intend to accept the invitation to dine at Longbourn tomorrow," Bingley said, completely ignoring his sister's remarks.
"Charles, how could you?" Caroline exclaimed, remembering her company she turned to Darcy, "But if you accept, it is not essential that we accept, Mr. Darcy and I will be quite satisfied to remain here, I am sure."
"Caroline, I do not intend to force you to accompany me on this visit, I am quite certain that Mrs. Bennet and her family will be ample company."
"Please excuse me, Miss Bingley, but Georgiana and I also intend to accept the invitation. My sister quite enjoys the company of Miss Bennet and with no gentlemen or a large party to cause her distress, this is a suitable arrangement."
"Are you certain, that is, Mr. Darcy, are you certain that Miss Bennet is the correct person to befriend you sister. With Louisa, and myself, present at Netherfield, surely a young lady who is not yet out would have no need to leave the safety of the house in which she is staying."
"Caroline!" Both the lady's sister and brother exclaimed at so bold a statement. Louisa allowed her brother to continue. "I do not believe that you know what you say. It is not our place to question a gentleman on the actions he takes to protect his charge."
Louisa addressed her sister as she stood. "Caroline, I fear that the activities of the day have exhausted you. I will assist you to your rooms."
Caroline was furious with her sister and brother but there was no way to refuse the request made by her sister.
Darcy was left alone with his friend. He took a sip of his port and looked at Bingley. "Bingley, I believe that there is some news that will soon be about the county, I have already spoken to Georgiana of it, and would wish you to hear it from my lips first."
"Darcy," His friend laughed, "you sound quite serious, speak man and relieve your suffering."
Darcy smiled. "Oh, my suffering has been relieved, Bingley, but I fear that this will cause some suffering in other quarters." Darcy looked at the door that had recently had Bingley's sisters retreat through it.
Comprehension dawned on Bingley slowly. Finally, he looked at his friend with a smile. "Come, Darcy, tell me of what you speak."
"Miss Elizabeth Bennet has consented to be my wife. I have the consent of Mr. Bennet, and now only wait until the day of the wedding is named."
Bingley saw a smile on his friends face the like of which he had not before seen on Mr. Darcy's features.
"My congratulations, Darcy. I do believe you will be happy in your choice."
"As do I. I thank you."
A pause in conversation settled as Bingley poured more port and both gentlemen drank to a happy marriage. After a little chatter and some port, Bingley returned to the more serious aspects of the conversation.
"Darcy, when is this to be announced? I mean to ask, that is...do you wish me to inform...my sisters?"
"I had thought, that perhaps it may be best if Miss Bingley, and the other residents of Netherfield who are not yet aware of these circumstances, be informed of them in the morning, perhaps at breakfast, so that they would not be caught unawares in the village."
"I believe that is best. It is time, now, for me to retire. Again, I congratulate you on your engagement and wish you well, both in marriage and in the announcing."
Rather wryly, Darcy answered his friend as they both walked to the stairs, "Thank you, Bingley."
Posted on Friday, 12 September 2003
Miss Bingley rose at her usual hour for her visit at Netherfield. That is she was breakfasting earlier than she would if Mr. Darcy was not in the house, but later than most were inclined to breakfast.
It was, therefore, quite a pleasant surprise for Miss Bingley to enter the breakfast room to see the table full. Only Mr. Hurst was not present as his hunger could not be delayed. It mattered little to Miss Bingley if her brother-in-law was present, for it was sufficient for Darcy to be there.
As she breezed into the room, Miss Bingley addressed all assembled by staring straight at Darcy. "Good morning. Oh it is quite pleasant to enjoy a leisurely breakfast with everyone present."
Everyone greeted Miss Bingley briefly, then Georgiana spoke. "But Miss Bingley, you forget, Mr. Hurst is not present."
Looking a little embarrassed that she was caught to overlook a guest. "Oh yes, I had not fully entered the room to notice a chair empty. It is pleasant to be breakfasting with most of the company, at any rate."
Every person at the table had a plate before them with their food served upon it. Conversation was scarce, but pleasant enough. 'Perhaps,' Darcy thought to himself, 'Miss Bingley is not yet awake enough to mar the conversation.'
Timing his speech to perfection, Bingley (taking pity on his friend, he had agreed to make the announcement) announced that Darcy was engaged when Miss Bingley had a particularly large piece of toast in her mouth. She could not speak for fear of showering her neighbours with toast that had been partially chewed, she was forced to remain silent for a full minute as she swallowed her toast and the news.
Miss Bingley must be congratulated for the self-control she exerted in preventing her toast showering every other person, but beyond that her behaviour was less than admirable.
"Charles, surely you are mistaken, where did your information spring from, Mrs. Bennet or Miss Bennet herself?" This statement was not the cleverest, and if Miss Bingley had used the time she swallowed her toast to consider that Mr. Darcy was at the table and had made no objection, in fact he looked quite pleased, she may not have looked quite the fool she did.
All eyes turned to Miss Bingley-her sister was on the verge of standing to escort her from the room. The words of Miss Darcy prevented this.
"Miss Bingley, I assure you it is certain. My brother informed me of this happy news yesterday and I am quite impatient to call on Elizabeth to express my happiness to her in person." Georgiana smiled, mostly at her brother. Darcy returned the smile.
"Dear Georgiana, perhaps you misunderstood. Mr. Darcy, surely this woman would not be a person you would marry; she is nothing." Again, every eye in the room was looking at Miss Bingley.
"I would like to take this opportunity, Mr. Darcy, to congratulate you on your engagement and wish you and Miss Bennet every happiness."
A little surprised, Darcy answered, "I thank you, Mrs. Hurst." With that, Mrs. Hurst escorted her sister from the room.
Miss Bingley was not of an inclination to make the journey with her siblings to congratulate their neighbour, so it fell to Mr. Bingley and Mrs. Hurst to make the call. Mr. Bingley, along with Mrs. Hurst and both the Darcy's traveled to Longbourn in two carriages, one was destined to return to Netherfield after a short visit, while the other would remain quite a time longer.
Darcy handed his sister from the carriage as Bingley did the same for his sister. The four guests were admitted to a sitting room that contained both Bennet women.
Darcy bowed over his lady's hand, kissing it gently and reveling in the opportunity to do this in the presence of other people. Mr. Bingley and his sister sat on a sofa, while Georgiana sat on a chair near the sofa that her brother and Elizabeth occupied. Mrs. Bennet sat in a grand chair, observing the young people and voicing her congratulations and happiness at the engagement at every turn.
Mr. Bingley spoke his congratulations with enthusiasm and sincere wishes for happiness. In contrast to her brother's words, Mrs. Hurst expressed her congratulations in the most appropriate and sterile way possible, while making excuses for her sister's absence.
After a short visit, Mrs. Hurst and her brother decided that it was time for them to return to Netherfield. Mr. Bingley invited Georgiana to accompany them.
Mrs. Bennet answered before any other person in the room could speak. "Of course Miss Darcy will remain here with her brother. It would do good for her and her new sister to become better acquainted."
"Mama," Elizabeth began. "Georgiana is, of course, welcome to remain or return to Netherfield as she, or Fitzwilliam, wish." Elizabeth smiled at using his name in so public a way.
"Georgiana, what would you wish?" Her brother asked.
"If I may, I would like to remain with Elizabeth."
"It is settled then." Bingley rose, expressed his congratulations again and escorted his sister from the house. Elizabeth, Georgiana and Darcy escorted them to their carriage.
Once the carriage was on its way, Elizabeth and the Darcys returned to the room containing Mrs. Bennet.
"Mama, it is quite a fine day, so we are going to take a walk, perhaps up to Oakham Mount."
"Of course, dear, but perhaps Miss Darcy would rather remain here and get to know me a little better; we are to be family after all."
At the slightly shocked expression on Darcy's face was all Elizabeth needed to speak before her fiancé. "It was Georgiana who asked to see that particular walk. I think it best that she accompany us, as I do not believe it would be wise for her to walk there alone."
Mrs. Bennet looked set to object, but her future son-in-law spoke. "It is all settled then. Do you wish to join us, Mrs. Bennet?" The degree to which Darcy hoped that the answer would be in the negative can only be guessed, but he visibly relaxed when the reply was, in fact, negative.
The three walked in the direction they had indicated to Mrs. Bennet, and, although Georgiana did not notice much scenery as she spoke with Elizabeth, an enjoyable walk was had by all.
Darcy walked a few paces behind his sister and Elizabeth. Although most would assume that he would not wish to share Elizabeth's attention with any other person, for Georgiana he was willing to make an exception. Darcy was happy with his situation, satisfied in the knowledge that his affections were returned by Elizabeth and soon enough she would be his. To see his sister so happy and eager to speak with Elizabeth was sufficient to soothe any ill feelings that may grow from being a little neglected by Elizabeth.
Over the following weeks, Darcy called at Longbourn nearly every day. Georgiana was often with him in his visits. They would walk about Longbourn, towards Meryton, or any other place that offered relative privacy compared to Longbourn. Sometimes, Darcy would go shooting with Mr. Bennet. Occasionally, they would be joined by Bingley. It pleased Elizabeth greatly to see her father go to such lengths begin to know the man who would be her husband.
Miss Bingley and the Hursts returned to London. Miss Bingley could not control her outbursts sufficiently for her brother's comfort, and Mrs. Hurst began to see how bitter her sister was becoming. This change brought little concern to Darcy, his sister or his friend. Miss Bingley had been barely civil to Georgiana, and openly rude about Elizabeth to Darcy every opportunity she had.
Time passed pleasantly and soon the wedding day was upon them.
Posted on Thursday, 18 September 2003
For weeks after the event, the wedding of the only child of Longbourn was talked about in Meryton. Through the entire planning process, Miss Bennet and her father had spent as many words undoing the extravagant plans of Mrs. Bennet as they did in any other cause.
Not a single objection to the marriage was voiced in the church, however sorely Mr. Bennet was tempted to stop it to keep his daughter a little longer.
The wedding ceremony passed pleasantly, and the new Mr. and Mrs. Darcy were presented to the world, or at least those present. The newly married couple shared a kiss and the bride blushed brightly as her husband had whispered in her ear as his lips left hers. No person present knew what had been said, and only a few had noticed that he had spoken at all, but a blushing bride and smiling groom departed the church for the wedding breakfast.
The wedding celebrations were a happy occasion for all present. The best man, Mr. Charles Bingley, gave a pleasant, if disorganized, speech wishing his friend the very best in marriage, and the father of the bride gave an emotional toast. The food was abundant and all guests waved happily as the bride and groom departed for Pemberley.
Elizabeth quickly settled into the tasks of the mistress of Pemberley. Georgiana arrived a week after the newlyweds and did all she could to assist her new sister in her new environment. Darcy was able to watch his wife and his sister as they became as close as sisters could be. It was good to see how bold Georgiana became under the influence of Mrs. Darcy, and how well Mrs. Darcy responded to the female companionship her new sister offered.
Over the first two months of their marriage, Elizabeth was introduced to neighbours and friends of the Darcy family. She was a gracious hostess and quickly accepted into the ranks of the families of influence in Derbyshire. In no way did her connections stifle her ability to become friends with those whom Mr. Darcy interacted with. Her open manner and quick wit ensured that Elizabeth Darcy was liked by the ladies, and Mr. Darcy was envied by many of the gentlemen.
Mrs. Darcy missed her family, but to her surprise, Darcy had anticipated her needs and arranged for Mr. and Mrs. Bennet to visit Pemberley to celebrate three months of marriage. As if this was not sufficient, Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner visited a month later for two weeks with all of their children. It was a happy two weeks that Elizabeth spent, watching how the children played and seemed to bring Pemberley alive. 'One day, perhaps very soon, it will be Darcy children lighting up the hallways,' Elizabeth thought as she absently rubbed her stomach.
Since his marriage, Darcy had not left Pemberley for any period greater than two days, and it did not seem that he would be inclined to visit Netherfield any time soon. Bingley did not wish to remain so far from his friend, so he gave up Netherfield, and was now seeking to purchase a property near his friend. One such property had become available, and Bingley was to inspect it before he reached a final decision. And so it was, five months after their marriage, the Darcy's were to host Mr. Bingley, his sisters and Mr. Hurst for a short period.
Miss Bingley was hardly the first person Elizabeth would choose to invite to her home, but as the sister of her husband's dearest friend, she would do all she could to make the lady welcome.
It was clear that Miss Bingley had no intention of making the task of hostess easy for Elizabeth. First, Miss Bingley complained that she had not been shown to the same room she had had on her two previous visits, then she complained that the dinner hour was not the same as it had always been, and then she complained that no amusement had been organized for the guests. Elizabeth answered all of these complaints politely and with more good grace than any person would expect.
It was the complaints to Mr. Darcy that were harshest. On the third evening of their visit, Mr. Bingley, Mrs. Hurst, Mr. Hurst and Miss Bingley were all assembled in the dining room with Mr. Darcy and Georgiana. At five minutes after the appointed time of dining, Miss Bingley sighed loudly and then addressed her host.
"I say, Mr. Darcy, it appears that Miss Eliz...Mrs. Darcy is not able to keep to the new timetable she has enforced. Not only do I notice that the dinner hour has been changed to suit her less civilized tastes, but even she is not able to attend."
Any answer was prevented by the entrance of the lady herself. "I do apologise for my delay, I found that Miss Formike was in need of assistance." Elizabeth seated herself, assuming that this was sufficient explanation. Clearly, the look on Darcy's face indicated it was sufficient for him.
"Elizabeth," Her sister-in-law asked. "Is Miss Formike well?"
"No, she is fine, Georgiana. Her sister is in need of some assistance so she had to leave to attend her." Georgiana and Elizabeth exchanged a brief smile, both happy with the situation. Miss Bingley, however, was not.
"Miss Formike? Mrs. Darcy, I must ask, are you keeping guests separate, I had never thought that any person guesting at Pemberley need be kept in ignorance of another." Miss Bingley spoke with such contempt, that Elizabeth had to look to her husband to ensure he did not jump to defend his wife. Elizabeth saw all of Miss Bingley's attacks for what they were.
"No, indeed Miss Bingley. Miss Formike is a maid of Pemberley. In fact, she is the maid who attended you this morning."
"Oh." Miss Bingley paused. "Well I ask, then why are we discussing a servant at dinner? How is it the concerns of a maid have delayed your arrival?"
"Caroline!" her sister admonished. "Remember yourself, please."
Miss Bingley was not happy with her sister, but remained silent. Bingley informed all that he had taken the property, and through a lot of luck, was to be in possession in a week. Wishing to avoid assisting his brother, Mr. Hurst decided it was time his wife and he departed Pemberley. The next morning, Mr. Hurst, along with his wife and Miss Bingley, departed Pemberley.
Mr. Bingley married three months after taking possession of his new property. A young lady whom he had known for over two years happened to take his fancy when he was last in London. Their courtship was swift, but she was of such a gentle nature that Darcy did not doubt that they would do very well together.
Elizabeth began to feel sorry for Miss Bingley as she watched the lady sit alone while others danced. To reinforce this feeling, Elizabeth heard Miss Bingley addressing Darcy.
"You seem quite alone, Mr. Darcy."
"Miss Bingley, no indeed. Mrs. Darcy is speaking with Mrs. Grench and will return shortly."
"Oh, but I am certain that you enjoy this respite."
"I am sorry, I am sure I do not know what you mean." Darcy was beginning to be quite unhappy with the turn of this conversation.
"All I say, is, that Mrs. Darcy does not appear to be quite so slim as she once was, and, given her appearance was her greatest virtue, you must be disappointed that she is now Mrs. Darcy." Miss Bingley was speaking quite plainly and was not in any way endearing herself to the gentleman. In fact, she was offending him greatly.
"I am sorry you feel that way, Miss Bingley, but I assure you that I am quite happy that Mrs. Darcy is my wife, and any change in her figure is quite my own doing. Excuse me." Darcy spoke with little to no emotion in his voice, despite how happy he was that his Elizabeth was becoming a little round around the stomach area.
Hearing this conversation, Elizabeth could do little but feel sorry for Miss Bingley. For her to have fallen so low as to attempt to gain comfort from another lady's husband was nothing but an act of desperation. Once the message of Darcy's words hit home, Miss Bingley would be more of an object to be pitied.
Having no other place to call home, Caroline Bingley lived with her brother and his wife. Out of respect for her brother, Miss Bingley was welcomed to visit Pemberley when her brother journeyed there to visit. Miss Bingley had all the cold comfort of seeing Mrs. Darcy grow with Mr. Darcy's child, Mr. Darcy fuss over and protect his wife, and Miss Darcy do all she could to ensure her sister's comfort. It was a bitter pill, that led to Miss Bingley visiting Pemberley rarely.
On what was to become Miss Bingley's last visit to Pemberley, she once again decided that it was time to try her luck with Mr. Darcy. It was a rather public show and not particularly well thought out, but Miss Bingley saw an opportunity and decided to take it.
Mr. and Mrs. Darcy had been married eighteen months when Mr. and Mrs. Bingley and Miss Bingley called at Pemberley for a short visit before they traveled to Scotland for a holiday.
Mainly due to the sudden nature of the journey, the Bingley's arrived at Pemberley quite late in the day. They were quickly shown to their rooms to rest before dinner, an hour later.
Seeing the similarity to a previous visit, Miss Bingley was deciding the best way to approach the subject of Mrs. Darcy's absence. Rather than be direct, Miss Bingley decided that it would be best to make her own presence known. Miss Bingley directed many comments and attempts at conversation at Mr. Darcy. Though he had little interest in the conversation of his friend's sister, Darcy was polite in his responses. This reaction encouraged Miss Bingley and her attempts increased, so much so that Mr. Darcy thought that this single woman was treating him as she had when he too was single.
Mrs. Darcy entered the room and moved quietly to her seat, not ashamed, but not wishing to bring any attention to the fact that she had entered the room somewhat later than the guests.
The first course was served and all began to eat. Miss Bingley did not cease her attentions to Mr. Darcy, in fact she had not even noticed the entrance of Mrs. Darcy. Finally, when Mr. Darcy did not answer her question on the third asking, Miss Bingley looked in the direction that Mr. Darcy was looking with a smile on his face.
"Oh, Mrs. Darcy, I had feared that you were ill."
"No, indeed, Miss Bingley, I was attending to Simon and Jane."
"Simon and Jane? Surely you are not still missing meals in your own home for the needs of servants?"
All at the table stared at the speaker with shock written on their faces. Silence reigned for nearly three whole minutes as all diners waited to see if Miss Bingley realized her error and corrected herself. Unfortunately, she did not. Elizabeth took pity on Miss Bingley and answered her.
"I am sorry that you had not been informed, but I had thought, as you were in attendance at their baptisms, you would be aware that Simon and Jane are the names given to the twins. The heir to Pemberley and his sister."
"Oh" was all that Miss Bingley could say.
Not a word was heard from Miss Bingley for the remainder of the meal. The ladies separated to the music room, while Mr. Bingley and Mr. Darcy had port.
Georgiana sat down to the piano forte while Mrs. Bingley and Mrs. Darcy conversed pleasantly. Eventually, tired of being removed from the conversation, Miss Bingley approached Elizabeth.
"Mrs. Darcy." Elizabeth looked towards Miss Bingley.
"I find myself surprised that you would be attending your children while you have guests in your home. I had thought that Pemberley would be well able to provide sufficient staff to save you the need to attend the nursery. But..." Miss Bingley's speech turned a little reflective "...perhaps you are not aware of the conventions of society that provide servants, nurses, nannies, tutors and others who are able to provide to the needs of children."
"MISS Bingley, I find that I enjoy spending time with my children. It is a mother's right to assign time to her children, and I do not see this time a chore. In fact, it is a pleasure to sit on the floor with my children."
"Sit on the floor? Mrs. Darcy, do you have no sense of propriety? To sit on the floor, that is not the behaviour of the mistress of a home such as Pemberley. Had I been the mistress of this estate, I would know how to act and it would not be in this way. Granted, you were able to provide a son, but to behave in such a manner..."
"Miss Bingley!" All turned to see Mr. Darcy in the doorway. Darcy found that he now had things to say that should never be voiced in polite company, but the allegations that had been thrown at his wife he could not leave unanswered. Not even a look or gesture from Elizabeth slowed his actions.
Darcy stepped into the room and stood beside his wife. "The behaviour of any person in this home is the business of me and my wife. It is not for you to judge how a married lady should behave, nor pass any judgment on how the mother of my children cares for her charges. I quite enjoy seeing the mistress of Pemberley seated on the floor with her children and I often join them. But, as you are neither a mother, nor a wife, you could not understand." Caroline was a little taken back by this, but she stood straight and firm, but Darcy was not finished. "Understand this, you were never to be mistress of my estate, and are not likely to be welcomed back through the doors in the near future. Until now you have been welcomed as my friend's sister, but no longer." Darcy turned to Bingley. "Bingley, I am truly sorry, but Miss Bingley is not welcome in my home until she has a respect for my wife and my marriage. You and Mrs. Bingley are, of course, always welcome."
Darcy took his wife's hand and began to lead her from the room. Georgiana was following. Bingley spoke. "Darcy, I understand and apologise for my sister's manners. We will depart on the morrow."
Darcy offered a curt nod toward his friend, for he could offer no words that may give any comfort, as he turned as escorted his wife and sister from the room.