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Chapter Eleven: Anne's share in the story

Not a week after the letter was sent, in fact, just five days later, Georgiana received an express from Anne.

Rosings Park, Kent

Dear Georgiana,

I must write in haste, and also in secrecy, for mama is in the worst temper I have ever seen her in (and we both know how bad she normally is, but this is extreme). She is determined to go to Hertfordshire, and with myself as her only accompaniment - I do wish that Mrs. Jenkinson would come. But enough trivialities; I must give you some news.

This evening was spent (most unfortunately) in the company of Mr. & Mrs. Collins. Charlotte had received a letter from her family, and that creep got one from his cousins (the Bennets). The eldest Miss Bennet is engaged to your brother's friend. I think that will be the second Bennet marriage. The youngest eloped with an officer called Wickley or Wardham or something.

Then, Mr. Collins told mama that "his dear Charlotte had said that Elizabeth would probably be the next one to leave the family. She said that your (mama's) most noble nephew Mr. Darcy (your own brother), had seemed to be attracted to his (Mr. Collins') fair cousin Elizabeth, whom your Ladyship so condescendingly invited to often come to Rosings (a great honour indeed), when she stayed with us last spring. That would be such a fortunate alliance for my fair cousin, I flatter myself that Ladyship and I are of one mind?" Such a pompous fool. You ought to have seen mama's face. She began absolutely raging and shouting "it is not to be borne". The Collins left very soon after.

My dear cousin, it pains me to tell you this, but your letter somehow came to be in my mother's possession, and she read it. Your ending mentioning Miss Bennet left her seething with rage. I believe she had almost reconciled herself to the assumption that this affection was all conjecture and nonsense, but your letter proved her theory utterly wrong. I am so sorry. I do not know how she got the letter, and I am most sincerely sorry at her reaction.

Mama has decided to go to Hertfordshire to see Miss Bennet and make her promise not to marry my cousin and your brother. I liked Miss Bennet. She would make Fitzwilliam a much better wife than I. But how is my mother to be overcome? Mama is calling me, we must leave at once. I shall keep you informed if I am able.

Your most distressed cousin,

Anne de Bourgh.

Georgiana went pale with shock. Oh no! This is dreadful! What can be done? Should I tell William? What shall he say to this? I promised I wouldn't tell a soul and now Aunt Catherine knows! She goes to Hertfordshire - to make Miss Bennet promise not to marry William. What will she think? Oh William! You said Miss Bennet had unfortunate relations, but spare a thought for ourselves! Surely Aunt Catherine is as bad, if not worse!

Georgiana's thoughts were so abrupt and distressed, and she honestly had no idea what to do. All she could think about was her letter, and the possible results. She felt total dismay, and wondered what her brother would or should hear. Would Aunt Catherine go to him? She was going to Hertfordshire, and so was he, not seven days afterward. What if they were to meet at Netherfield or Longbourn? Georgiana shuddered. She decided that she would write no letters, at least, not until she had received another from Anne.

The next letter did not arrive for two days. Georgiana was sick with worry and dread for the duration of them. As soon as the post arrived Georgiana ran into her sitting room and made haste to begin reading.

The de Bourgh Townhouse, London

My dear cousin Georgiana,

I apologise for my delay in sending you the news which I am about to relate. As you see from my address, I have been from Hertfordshire and am now in London, at this place where I have not been since my father's death. Mama has rarely ever taken me out of Kent, but that appears to have changed since 'that report of a most alarming nature' (as she calls it) was first heard.

Our barouche-box left Rosings quite soon after I wrote to you (Monday morning), and because of my health, stopping was frequent and we did not arrive in Meryton until three o'clock. Longbourn was not a mile-and-a-half from Meryton, and while we were travelling between them, mama told me to stay with Mrs. Brown (one of our most trusted servants), and she would attend to Miss Bennet. She expected to be less than a half-hour, and I wondered at the propriety of her arriving and immediately taking Miss Bennet away from her mother and sisters and then leaving before she could even properly take her leave! Mama seems to have never acquired a sense of propriety.

We arrived at Longbourn, and mama went inside. I glanced around at the estate. It is nothing in comparison to Rosings or Pemberley, but did seem to be a nice, pretty sort of place. The house is fairly modern, and there appeared to be many walks. How I should have liked to be able to walk, rather than be one who grows weary after a few steps. I so dislike my sickly constitution.

About five minutes or so after mama had entered, she walked out with Miss Bennet and proceeded to walk along the gravel walk that looked to lead to a hermitage, which looked rather like a copse. They disappeared, and I saw nothing for a few minutes, until I perceived Miss Bennet walking quickly back towards the house. She appeared incensed, and her cheeks were red indeed. I must admit, however, that it did become her, but when you have a face as pretty as Miss Bennet's, all emotions and manner of looks would still become you.

Mama appeared from behind a stone wall and was talking rather loudly, so loudly, in fact, that I could hear her every word distinctly. I do hope Mrs. Bennet and the other Miss Bennet's didn't hear. "Not so hasty if you please;" Mama yelled " I am no stranger to your youngest sister's infamous elopement. I know it all - that the young man's marrying her was a patched up business, at the expense of your father and uncle. And is such a girl to be my nephew's sister? Is her husband, the son of his late father's steward to be his brother? Heaven and earth! Of what are you thinking? Are the shades of Pemberley to be thus polluted?" Mama was becoming desperate. I was most ashamed of her despicable behaviour.

Miss Bennet answered by saying "You can now have nothing further to say. You have insulted me in every possible method. I must now beg leave to return to the house." She would have recommenced walking, but mama interrupted her.

"You have no regard then, for the honour and credit of my nephew! Unfeeling, selfish girl! Do you not consider that a connection with you must disgrace him in the eyes of everybody?"

"Lady Catherine, I have nothing further to say. You know my sentiments."

"You are resolved then to have him?"

"I have said no such thing. I am only resolved to act in that manner which will, in my own opinion, constitute my happiness, without reference to you, or to any other person so wholly unconnected with me."

"It is well. You refuse, then, to oblige me. You refuse to obey the claims of duty, honour and gratitude. You are determined to ruin him in the opinion of all his friends, and make him the contempt of the world." I was shocked at mama's language. It was unbearable. I was glad that Miss Bennet was able to hold her own, even against the worst temper of my mother! (What a valuable asset she could make to the family!)

Miss Bennet firmly replied "Neither duty, nor honour, and gratitude has any possible claim on me, in the present instance. No principle of either would be violated by my marriage with Mr. Darcy. And with regard to the resentment of his family or the indignation of the world, if the former were excited by his marrying me, it would not give me a moment's concern. The wife of Mr. Darcy must have such extraordinary sources of happiness necessarily attached to her situation, that she could have no reason to repine."

"And this is your real opinion, this is your final resolve! Very well, I shall know how to act. Do not imagine, Miss Bennet, that your ambition will ever be gratified. I take no leave of you, Miss Bennet. You deserve no such attention. I am most seriously displeased."

With this, mama stepped into the barouche-box and ordered the driver to ride on. I dared not say a word, and for a full two hours mama was ranting on about Miss Bennet, and used the most abusive language towards her. I was most shocked. And Georgiana, to think, I am her offspring! I do hope to not turn out like my mother.

Georgiana, let us reflect on something which must be more pleasant, especially to you. Miss Bennet spoke as though she wanted to marry your brother. It does so sound like she loves him! What think you? I am actually surprised. When Miss Bennet was at Hunsford, and your brother at Rosings, it did not seem as though Miss Bennet had any attachment to him; in fact, it appeared that she disliked him! Apparently much has happened since then!

I finish this letter by telling you that mama intends to go to your brother this morning to tell him what has passed, and to extract the promise that he would never marry Miss Bennet, since she had refused to agree to a similar application. O Georgiana, I do so hope that this all turns out well for yourself and Fitzwilliam. It is about time he had a wife, and I dare say you should love to have a sister. Lady Catherine must be defied!

Yours,

Anne de Bourgh

Georgiana's emotions were mixed as she read the letter. For most of the duration of it, she was in dismay, shock and abhorrence of her aunt's dreadful behaviour. Miss Bingley's snide remarks and the impropriety displayed by the infamous Mrs. Bennet were nothing in comparison! Lady Catherine had been the rude person in total want of propriety. She was a disgrace to her family! Abominable behaviour! How could she? And Miss Bennet is so nice - she must have been offended frequently, tirelessly insulted and bitterly spoken to. Georgiana almost wept at the thought of Miss Bennet's ordeal at the will of Lady Catherine. Poor Miss Bennet! What must she be thinking now?

When Georgiana read Miss Bennet's responses, she was at first slightly relieved, but by the end, she had not only learnt to hope, but felt actually almost certain that Miss Bennet's ill opinion of William had vanished, and in turn was replaced with that tender emotion of love. Miss Bennet loves my brother! It is a wish come true, for both he and I. Miss Bennet had said that the wife of William would not repine her marriage, and would be very happy. She also said that no violations would be committed by her marrying him; and if she married him (and her manner of speaking did seem to suggest that it wouldn't be an 'if' if the decision had been left to her), she cared not what his family (in other words, Lady Catherine) thought. She would be so happy that she should not remember their (or her) disapproval! Miss Bennet loves William! Oh, this is wonderful!

The last paragraph lessened Georgiana's joy. What would William say to his aunt's interference? Would he believe her? What would she say to him? How would he react? Would he realise Miss Bennet loved him? Lady Catherine would have seen him yesterday. Where would he be? Georgiana hoped he would be on his way to Hertfordshire. He did say he was intending to return to Mr. Bingley in a few days. I will write him a letter - then I can set my heart at ease.

Pemberley House, Derbyshire

My dearest brother Fitzwilliam,

I hope that by the time you receive this letter of mine you have done what you have needed to do since Aunt Catherine arrived with some unexpected news. Do not worry, for I have worried enough for the both of us since I received two letters from Anne.

Anne has related to me all that she heard, and her account will certainly not be as biased as Aunt Catherine's would have been. From what I have heard, I hope you will be on your knees at Longbourn as soon as is possible. She will not refuse you again. Pray forgive me for not writing a more lengthy letter.

Yours In Earnest, Your Loving Sister,

Georgiana

-Dear Brother, I am regretful if I do not express myself clearly or eloquently. My manner of writing is usually most different. Pardon me, I must speak plainly - For I am so greatly in desire of a sister.

G.D.

Not long after Georgiana had sealed her letter, another one arrived for her. It bore the seal of Lady Catherine de Bourgh.

Chapter Twelve

Rosings Park, Kent

My young niece,

I bring you nothing but bad tidings and the worst news, Georgiana. At present I am displeased with your brother, but I am excessively displeased with a particular person who I now loathe to call an acquaintance.

A report of the most alarming nature reached me not ten nights ago. It said that your brother was to be united in marriage to Miss Elizabeth Bennet, a pert, ill-mannered Hertfordshire girl with no rank or connections. I could not let my nephew be further taken in by her arts and allurements, and so left for Miss Bennet's residence to get her to break off the engagement.

I found Miss Bennet most unreasonable, rude and also unwilling to act according to my wishes. Such improper behaviour! It was not to be borne! She is determined to have him, even though he is destined for my own Anne. The upstart pretensions of a young woman without connections or fortune must not be allowed to separate him from my daughter. Imagine if she were to become Mistress of Pemberley; how greatly it's shades would be polluted! Is this to be endured? It must not, it shall not be!

I then went to London to tell your brother about the mistake that he would be making if he married that girl. He was most rude and ordered me (Imagine, me!) to stop calling her 'that girl'. I tried to make him see the point, but he seemed a bit distracted. I assumed that he was thinking of the best way to quell that rumour. I saved him the trouble by telling him that I had written an advertisement to go in The Times which would announce his engagement to Anne. "That will surely stop the rumours" said I "I will place it..." but your brother interrupted me saying "Lady Catherine, I beg you do not place it. Leave the dispatching of this rumour to me. I know best how to handle it. Go back to Rosings, I will send you word of what happens." I had thought an announcement of his engagement to another woman would have been the best method, but he would not give way.

Georgiana, now my point of the letter comes out. I fear for your brother. I believe that girl's allurements have ensnared him. You must write to him bidding him come to Pemberley, where he is not near that girl, for I hear he is due in Hertfordshire again. You must save him, for he will not save himself. Make haste child, be sure you are not too late. He must marry my daughter. Poor Anne has shrunken in more since she had heard the news. I am certain she is heartbroken.

Do it for Lady Anne, Georgiana, for she also wanted an alliance between Anne & Fitzwilliam. You must do it Georgiana, before it is too late. If you do not I will be excessively displeased with you also, and will retract my invitation for you to come to Rosings in January. It is your decision - and the future happiness of your brother depends upon it.

Do not be foolish. Join with me and we shall save your brother,

Lady Catherine de Bourgh

Georgiana gasped with shock as she read the letter. She had read many letters in the recent past, but none had she read with such disdain. Aunt Catherine wants me to 'save' my brother from Miss Bennet? He needs to be saved from any further interference of our aunt! In no way will I help her. She had done too much already. Poor Anne. How dispirited and ill she must feel hearing her mother rave on about Miss Bennet, Fitzwilliam and how he must marry Anne. Anne does not wish to wed William, and no doubt has 'shrunken in' at the thought of something so undesirable to her!

Georgiana believed that if she had been placed in the same predicament her reaction would be the same. Anne and Georgiana were both exceedingly shy and would both want to retract further into their shells if an opportunity presented itself. Georgiana had had that opportunity when she realised how foolish and trusting she had been of Wickham, and imagining how much worse her situation could have become; and now it seemed it was time for Anne to have her share.

Georgiana soon forgot a little of her disdain when she dwelt on the passage that mentioned her brother's reaction to the news. He knew how to handle the rumour, and would send word. Does this mean he will go to Miss Bennet? Would he stop the rumour by making it a rumour no longer, and instead, in all actuality, the truth? For him to send word, he would be nowhere near Lady Catherine. Would he be in Hertfordshire? Lady Catherine had said he seemed distracted. Was he thinking of Miss Bennet? Was he thinking "Perhaps she loves me?"

Georgiana hadn't known her mother, for she died several days after her christening. She did remember, though, her father saying that Lady Catherine wanted Anne and Fitzwilliam to marry, but Lady Anne and he wanted William to marry the person he loved. It was settled in Georgiana's mind. She quickly wrote a note to her aunt, using her soft, delicate cursive, which was an absolute contrast to Lady Catherine's sharp, regal style.

Pemberley House, Derbyshire

My Aunt Catherine,

Your letter reached me this morning, but I fear I cannot do as you request. My brother is down in Hertfordshire with his friend Mr. Bingley, and I see no reasons for why he should return to Pemberley, where he is not needed at present. I am glad Fitzwilliam has found such amiable friends down there, and would not wish to part him from them.

I have met Miss Bennet, and I thought she was lovely. I do not think she could be rude, I am afraid you must be mistaken. I do hope that Anne is feeling recovered now, and do tell her I am looking forward to visiting you both in January, if you so wish it.

Yours,

Georgiana Darcy

Georgiana looked at the last few lines and smiled. She knew Anne well enough to know that she was fine, but well able to affect an illness. Going to Rosings was not something she was looking forward to; she was eagerly anticipating the visit in an attempt to soothe the anger and disapprobation which would undoubtedly be felt once her letter was read by her aunt.

Chapter Thirteen

Georgiana never received a response from her aunt with regards to her last letter, but she cared not. Her thoughts often turned to William. He would be in Hertfordshire now. Has he received my letter? A few days later, she found that he had, for he had sent her a response.

Netherfield, Hertfordshire

My Dearest Georgiana,

I am back in Hertfordshire and have just received your letter. Just how much did Anne hear? She wasn't with Lady Catherine when she came to my townhouse, but perhaps telling Anne was a way to vent her Ladyship's steam?

If you had been here while I read your letter, I would have raised my eyebrows at you. However, I must admit I am in agreement with much of what you wrote. Do not worry, I will be looking for an opportunity to get on my knees at Longbourn almost as soon as I arrive -- and I hope against hope; wish against wish that my proposal is answered with a yes. I cannot live without her.

Bingley and I are to go to Longbourn this morning, and are invited for dinner. As Charles spends the entire day at Longbourn, so shall I. I will write to you again if I have any new news worth hearing.

Your Loving Brother,

Fitzwilliam

Georgiana gave a huge smile of satisfaction when she had ceased her reading. There is a chance! He will ask her again! This is wonderful news! Georgiana's spirit's were heightened, and she only ended her thoughts about William and his letter when Mrs. Annesley interrupted her reverie and asked her to practice her piano-forte.

Another letter from Fitzwilliam arrived for Georgiana three days later. She read it with utter joy. It announced the news she had waited so long to hear.

Netherfield, Hertfordshire

My Dearest Georgiana,

My dream has come true. I am so happy. Miss Elizabeth Bennet has consented to become my wife. Will you like her for your sister? I am sure there is no better woman. I hope that you and Elizabeth can love each other as I love you both. I cannot wait to be at Pemberley again with the two dearest people in my life.

Elizabeth and I are to be wed on the same day as Mr. Bingley and Elizabeth's sister Jane. I am not intending to leave Hertfordshire at present, for I would miss Elizabeth too greatly. I therefore entreat you and Mrs. Annesley to stay at Netherfield until the wedding. I wonder how Miss Bingley will react once she hears my news! One will no doubt wish to stay clear from her!

Georgiana, I have never felt so happy as I am now. I do not stop smiling night and day. I hope to see you in Hertfordshire as soon as possible. Say not a word to Mrs. Reynolds, as I wish to inform her myself by means of a letter.

Your Loving (and Blissfully Happy!) Brother,

Fitzwilliam.

This letter sent Georgiana Darcy into the happiest of spirits. She beamed at the prospect of having a sister and her brother's happiness. She had never felt so excited before, and was unsuccessfully attempting to quiet and calm herself down.

I must write a reply as soon as possible, she thought - I shall go and ask Mrs. Annesley when she will be able to leave Pemberley. Mrs. Annesley, on hearing the news, declared she would be able to leave directly, or as soon as Georgiana wished to go.

"Miss Bennet. Was she not that beautiful young lady that came here with her aunt and uncle last summer? The master seemed quite taken by her."

"Indeed, she is. I am so happy for William." She paused. "Mrs. Annesley, William said that we cannot tell Mrs. Reynolds just yet. How can I keep such news as this secret?"

"Perhaps you may not have to," Mrs. Annesley replied as Mrs. Reynolds hurriedly bounded into the room.

"O Miss Georgiana! Have you heard your brother's news? How wonderful. Miss Bennet was a charming girl. She will make the master happy. At last Pemberley will have a new mistress. We shall have to open up the master bedroom. O Miss, it shall be so delightful. I will wager the master will now not be as depressed as he was those few months back. 'Tis such a happy thing. Your parents would be so happy my dear Miss Georgiana" cried the ecstatic old housekeeper, while Georgiana and Mrs. Annesley looked at each other in surprise. Never before had Mrs. Reynolds said so much in such a short time.

"'Tis joyous news indeed Mrs. Reynolds. I cannot wait to see my brother. He invites me to Hertfordshire until the wedding. I am so happy for him," Georgiana replied with glee.

"When shall you leave Miss?"

"As soon as everything is arranged. I will be ready to go tomorrow. Have you ever been to Hertfordshire?" Georgiana asked.

"Not since I've been at Pemberley, Miss Georgiana. Miss Bennet lives near Meryton, does she not? It is a pretty place, with many fine walks about. It is, of course, not as beautiful as Derbyshire, but I have lived here all my life and think it the most beautiful place in the world. I trust you shall enjoy your trip, Miss."

"Thank you" Georgiana politely responded.

"I must now go and tell the servants the news about Master Darcy. What a celebration we shall have! I am so glad I have seen and spoken to Miss Bennet before, for I know the master has made a fine choice of a wife." Mrs. Reynolds curtsied to Miss Darcy and left the room. Georgiana was stunned to think that someone could say so much in such a short time without (it seemed) taking breath.

Georgiana smiled as she sat in the sitting room Darcy had decorated it and fitted it up just for her. She read the letter again and grinned when she thought about poor Miss Bingley. Georgiana had always known that Miss Bingley craved to be the mistress of Pemberley and the husband of William. Caroline was already insanely jealous of Elizabeth -- what would happen now?

Georgiana hoped Caroline wouldn't affront or offend Elizabeth, but then she remembered how Miss Bingley had treated Elizabeth when she came to Pemberley for dinner. Miss Bennet had been polite, but Georgiana could see there was an underlying tension. All of Georgiana's acquaintances, whether they be family or not, seemed to have a 'thing' with Miss Caroline Bingley. Poor Caroline. What was it that caused these tensions? Would she find someone who could actually bear to marry her? Miss Bingley would end up a reputed fortune hunter (as if she wasn't one already), and would one day be unhappily married to a pompous fool.

Georgiana reflected on this and was even happier for her brother's choice of wife. She knew for a fact Elizabeth Bennet was no fortune hunter. Besides, she remembered what her brother had told her....

Chapter Fourteen

After going through the whole history of her knowledge regarding her brother and Miss Bennet's acquaintance together, Georgiana was more than absolutely certain Miss Bennet was no money-hunter. Miss Bennet was a woman that would only marry for love.

Georgiana skipped around Pemberley; and was singing, laughing and playing her piano-forte with such an energetic and exuberant force that even Mrs. Annesley was exceedingly surprised. "To be sure, I've never seen her so happy, and she is not one ounce shy! If only she had more brothers to get engaged! 'Tis quite a pleasant change. I do hope it is permanent" she said to herself.

Georgiana's happiness was beyond belief. She could not wait to go to Netherfield, where she could see Miss Bennet and her brother - together. At last.

The carriage left Pemberley the next day. Georgiana chattered away for most of the journey. Although she had been accustomed to Georgiana's reserve and preference of solitude and little or no talking, especially while traveling, Mrs. Annesley found herself easily adapting to her charge's newly discovered happiness with chatting. After all, Georgiana did not go on and on like Miss Bates (an acquaintance of Mrs. Annesley's from Highbury, where she had lived before becoming Georgiana's governess and companion); and she did not screech or purr or sound anything like that horrid Miss Bingley.

They arrived in almost record time (or perhaps the effervescent talking had made it seem so, but Georgiana and Mrs. Annesley never could decide), and Georgiana slipped out of the carriage and ran into the arms of her waiting brother.

"William!" she cried "I am so happy for you and Miss Bennet."

"Good afternoon, sir. I can assure you your sister is in earnest, for I have heard of nothing but her happiness for you and her sister-to-be since we left Pemberley," Mrs. Annesley smiled. "I must also offer my utmost congratulations to you. From what Georgiana and I have seen, we are certain you will both be exceedingly happy."

Darcy gave her a look of gratitude and grinned "Welcome to Netherfield. We must get you unpacked, and quickly, for we are expected at Longbourn this evening for dinner. Mr. Bennet says that he ought to contemplate rooms for Charles and I at the estate, because we spend more time there than we do at Netherfield!"

Georgiana nodded. "Will I be able to meet the other Miss Bennets?"

"You will be able to see three of Elizabeth's sisters; those that live at Longbourn. Lydia is in Newcastle" her brother answered.

"I am looking forward to it. But first, William, would I be able to speak to you before we leave? Do you think we could meet and walk in the gardens?"

"Yes, that sounds fine dear, but we also must give you a tour of Netherfield. Do come in," he said, taking Georgiana's arm and leading her indoors.

Georgiana had to agree that Netherfield was a fine house for Mr. Bingley, and would be for his future wife, but she thought the library was a bit small. When Darcy led her into the Billiard Room, he told her, "Once when Elizabeth was staying here, she came into this room, and found me by myself, enjoying a solitary game. She looked ever so pretty that night, but then again she always does - she even especially did when she was covered in those six inches of mud. As she left the room I shot a ball in the pocket, and it seemed like a sign almost; for whenever Miss Bingley ever entered, my next shot always missed. Oh, Georgiana, Miss Bingley is due to come to visit Charles in a week or thereabouts, and she knows not about my engagement. How shall we break it to her?" he asked, and gave her a wink, which she returned with a wry smile.

"I dare say we shall find some way."

"Indeed" said he, and she started giggling.

"Poor Miss Bingley. Do you know, William, that I almost pity her?"

"As do I," he responded with his deep, throaty laugh.

"O William! I have not heard you laugh like that in an age! 'Tis wonderful to have you back," Georgiana laughed with delight, then turned slightly and addressed him with a tone of intense curiosity. "William, just then you mentioned Miss Bennet being covered in mud. Whatever could you mean?"

"When Miss Bennet (soon to be Mrs. Bingley) fell ill, she had come to be with Miss Bingley and Mrs. Hurst for lunch, as the men were out. When we returned, we were told Miss Bennet was here, and ill. We sent for the doctor, and Miss Bennet sent a letter to her family, saying that she was unable to leave Netherfield. That letter was sent the next morning. Not long after that, I was walking the grounds, and I turned around to see Elizabeth walking towards me. "I have come to see my sister, Mr. Darcy," she told me "On foot?" said I with a large amount of unbelief. "As you see," she retorted, "Would you be so kind as to take me to her?" I did. But Georgiana, I have told you only part of the story. The day before, you see, it had rained heavily, and everything was muddy. It is three miles at least to Longbourn, and Elizabeth had walked the whole way (she is such an excellent walker), and when she arrived, her clothes and petticoat were scarce fit to be seen - she was covered in at least six inches of mud, according to Mrs. Hurst. I had only noticed the brilliancy that exercise had given to her complexion - she was truly most beautiful."

"How I should have loved to see Miss Bingley's and Mrs. Hurst's faces when Miss Bennet was announced! I suppose they held her in contempt on account of the condition of her stockings!"

"I am sure they did, but I do not remember my ever noticing their reactions. My mind was more agreeably engaged."

"When will the wedding be, I mean, what day is it?"

"Elizabeth will be at Pemberley before Christmas, for we have invited her aunt and uncle and their children to stay over the holiday period. Is that agreeable to you?"

"Yes, of course! I could not wish for anything more delightful. The Gardiner's were very nice to me. But Fitzwilliam, the date? It is early October now, and you must be married for Christmas. November is such a lovely month. Autumn coming to an end - Will you be married then?"

"We have yet to decide, but at any rate, none of us can wait, especially Elizabeth and I. We spend our entire days together..."

"You have not spent all of today; I fear my coming has prevented it. I will hurry out to the gardens to ask you the 'something' before we leave for Longbourn in half-an-hour."

"Very well, we shall go out now," he commented as they walked down the steps leading to the avenue. Georgiana walked at her usual pace, and then she slowed. Before long, she stopped and looked into her brother's eyes. "How did it happen? Where was it? What did you say? How did you feel?" she queried. "Beg my pardon, I did not mean to ask you such direct questions as these but..."

"Hush Georgie. It is fine. I will answer these questions, but I apologise now beforehand if I speak on about my dearest. loveliest Elizabeth for too long. I will tell you what happened, and incorporate as many of your questions as possible into it."

Chapter Fifteen

Thankyou Kara!!!!! ~ Erin

"The day that I sent you your letter, Bingley and I went to Longbourn. I had only arrived the night before. Bingley wanted to be alone with Miss Bennet, and he proposed our walking out. There was Charles, Miss Bennet, Elizabeth, myself and Elizabeth's second youngest sister, Kitty, who is just older than you. I think you may like her, she is uncommonly improved from what she was at my first arrival in Hertfordshire. Bingley and Miss Bennet lagged behind us not long after we had left, and Kitty called on Miss Maria Lucas (She is dippy-headed like her father, but is good natured and sweet). There was only Elizabeth and myself left.

I was about to say something to Miss Bennet, I cannot remember what, but she spoke before I had the chance. It turns out that Lydia Bennet Wickham had let a few words slip about my involvement at her wedding, and Elizabeth applied to Mrs. Gardiner for some knowledge. She thanked me on behalf of her family and herself. I told her I didn't need her family's thanks, for I had done it all for her. At this point I stopped walking and told her that my affections and wishes were unchanged, and I would undoubtedly be the happiest and most blessed man alive if she would relieve my suffering and consent to be my wife. I told her I wanted her, I needed her, I loved her. As I looked into here eyes I felt utterly powerless and totally weak. If she had refused me once again, I would have felt no will to keep on living." Fitzwilliam's voice was distant, but then his face brightened up as he relived some more memories.

"And then she answered. You cannot even begin to comprehend how blissful I was when Elizabeth told me that her feelings were in fact quite the opposite of what they had been last April. The sun shone down brightly, the cornfields were golden, the trees on either side of the walk glistened, and I was walking hand in hand with my beloved, who had just agreed to spend the rest of her life with me! As we walked, we knew not where, and I recalled my reading a particular sonnet of Shakespeare's, in the time following my return from Rosings, and at that time, I wished that it would not just be a dream, but come true. And it has! I shall recite it for you, dearest Georgiana. I believe that sonnet is now one of my favourites.

Those lips that loves own hand did make,
Breathed forth the sound that said 'I hate'
To me that languished for her sake;
But when she saw my woeful state,
Straight in her heart did mercy come,
Chiding that tongue ever sweet,
Was used in gentle doom,
And taught it thus anew to greet:
'I hate' she altered with an end
That followed it as gentle day
Doth follow night, who like a fiend,
From heaven to hell is flown away.
"I hate' from hate away she threw,
And saved my life, saying 'not you.' *
* Sonnet CXLV (145)

Can you not see why I like it? Now, I shall continue my narrative. Elizabeth and I knew not where we walked, for there was much to be dwelt on. We talked of many a thing, and the day seemed to pass so quickly. We found, upon examining our watches, that we ought to return to Longbourn as the inhabitants there would no doubt wonder where we had got to.

That night was one of the most glorious of my life. Elizabeth sat opposite me, and we looked at each other for most of the night; and I must confess that I found it exceedingly difficult not telling a soul. I felt like shouting for joy, but my sense of propriety forbid me. I was most grateful that my disposition was not one where happiness flows into mirth. When Bingley and I departed that evening, I told him, and Elizabeth told Jane.

The next day Mrs. Bennet told Elizabeth to 'keep me occupied today', and on our walk to Oakham Mount, we decided that that evening, I would ask for Mr. Bennet's consent, and she her mothers. Elizabeth did warn me that her father should be quite surprised at my application, for to his knowledge she still disliked me.

Mr. Bennet was indeed much surprised when I entered his library and applied for permission to marry Elizabeth. I believe he was caught fully unawares. I had to repeat almost everything just for it to sink in. He answered that he would not refuse, but needed to 'speak to Lizzy about it first'. Elizabeth was gone for a long period of time, and when she returned, it appeared as though she had been crying, but as she entered, her spirits eased up and she was cheerful. That evening, she told her mother, and she has been 'my dear Mr. Darcy-ing' me since then!

The day after that, I sent my letter to you, and here you have come. This evening Elizabeth will introduce you to her family. I believe it is time for us to collect Bingley and get to Longbourn. Will Mrs. Annesley be joining you?" Darcy asked

"No, she will stay at Netherfield - If that is agreeable to you, of course" Georgiana meekly responded.

"It is well. But dearest, you need not ask for my approval with all of your decisions. You are growing into a young woman who will make her own decisions. You do not need to fearfully ask your brother if it is all right. I will agree with whatever you feel is best. Now, let us go. Our carriage awaits!"

Chapter Sixteen

Georgiana anticipated her seeing Miss Bennet again with delight, but was very frightened at the prospect of meeting the rest of the Bennets. Miss Jane Bennet sounded very nice, but Mrs. Bennet sounded completely the opposite. Miss Kitty was 'improved', but she had apparently chased officers like you could scarce believe. Miss Mary and Mr. Bennet she had heard very little about, but that did not lessen her dread.

Mr. Bingley and Fitzwilliam tried to ease her thoughts, but to no avail. As they approached the house, she felt like crouching up into a tiny ball and hiding away. So much for this burst of self-confidence I've been feeling lately! Georgiana was petrified and near tears "What if they do not like me?" she asked her brother.

"Hush dearest, do not go on so. Elizabeth loves you and I dare say the others will as soon as they lay eyes on you. Do not fret. It is only a family dinner; you will be fine. If it gets to be too much for you we shall leave." Darcy tried to comfort his sister.

"Miss Darcy, you need not worry. My dear Jane is quiet and docile also, and she and Elizabeth will treat you as a beloved sister. Do not fear." Even Mr. Bingley's voice was filled with concern.

"I shall try," Georgiana whispered and she looked out the window at Longbourn. It was a sweet, modern house, the gardens were quaint, and Miss Bennet and the other girls stood outside.

"Miss Darcy," called Miss Bennet's lively and cheerful voice. "It is so nice to see you here! And you Mr. Bingley, and also you, sir," she said to her fiancé.

"Elizabeth, please do not call me sir," William begged, and Miss Bennet rolled her eyes and gave a slight laugh.

"As you wish, my dear Mr. Darcy. Now, is that better?" she asked.

"Indeed it is, my dearest, loveliest Elizabeth," he grinned "Georgiana, do come out. Miss Bennet is waiting to see you."

"I ...I am coming," came a shy, tiny, trembling voice.

"Georgiana is excessively frightened and shy today. We must not try to scare her in the least," Darcy whispered in Elizabeth's ear.

Georgiana's face came into view and she stepped out of the cottage. "Miss Darcy, I am so pleased to meet you again. I have missed you."

"Please, if you would Miss Bennet, call me Georgiana," Georgiana shyly responded.

"Of course, but you must call me Lizzy or Elizabeth instead of Miss Bennet, for we are to be sisters. May I introduce you to my sisters?" Georgiana nodded. "This is my sister Jane, and this is Kitty," Elizabeth's gaze and arms indicated a very beautiful, taller, plumper blonde sister to the left, and a shorter, younger looking girl with auburn hair to the right.

"It is a pleasure to finally see you, Miss Darcy. Charles and your brother have told us so much about you" Jane's voice sounded very calm, reassuring and welcoming.

"I thank you, but I hope my brother has not overly praised me. I fear I will not be able to live up to your expectations. I am happy to meet you both, please call me Georgiana." I can't believe I spoke that much to a stranger! Very good Georgiana, just keep talking and don't retract into your shell.

"Nonsense, Georgiana. Your brother has given you as much praise as you deserve." Elizabeth took Georgiana's and her fiancé's arms and led them inside.

"I hope so Lizzy. I do not wish to disappoint anyone."

"Your brother also tells us you are fond of pheasant. You will appeal no end to my mother. I am fond of it also, and we will be having it tonight."

"Are you really? That should be lovely. Before we eat, could you show me around the house?" Georgiana was becoming less scared.

"Certainly. Kitty, will you go and tell Mama our guests are here?"

Georgiana noticed that Jane and Mr. Bingley had disappeared. As there was only Elizabeth and William in the room, Georgiana went up to Elizabeth and said "I am so glad you will be becoming a Darcy, Lizzy. I could not ask for a nicer sister, and I know you have made William so happy," her eyes filled with tears and she hugged Elizabeth.

"Thank you," whispered Elizabeth, who was deeply moved.

Chapter Seventeen

Once she had told Elizabeth that, Georgiana was no longer frightened. She was actually smiling and mentioning Lady Catherine de Bourgh when Kitty returned. "I'll wager she had no idea that she was helping you! Poor Anne. She wrote to me and told me everything, and then Aunt Catherine wrote me a letter saying that I must tell William to return to Derbyshire immediately. Of course, I didn't. I feel so sorry for Anne, left alone or in the company of Aunt Catherine and that Ick man. I do hope I will not see him often when I go to Rosings in January."

"January? I did not know.." questioned Elizabeth, and Darcy gave her a look that silenced her and told her an explanation would be soon at hand.

"Lady Catherine wrote to me saying that she was so excessively displeased with the both of us that she was retracting her invitation for you in January , and Colonel Fitzwilliam's and mine for April.

"I am thankful! I did not wish to go there to see Aunt Catherine, but poor Anne! She was looking forward to the visit." Georgiana sighed with relief, but her heart bled for Anne.

Suddenly her eyes were attracted to a piece of embroidery laying on a table. Bluebells and little white daisies encircled a small child adorned with a daisy chain around it's head. The child was collecting bluebells in a field. "Who did that?" she asked, her eyes awide with wonder.

Kitty stepped forward. "It's mine. Why do you ask?"

"I have not seen a work of embroidery like that - with a person. All of mine are just flowers. It is very pretty." Georgiana was full of admiration.

"I am not as skilled as Lizzy or Jane, for when they took the time to practice, I was always going off to Meryton with Lydia. I now find it so peaceful and relaxing. I do not know why I always went out flirting with Lydia at the officers, I now regret it. I see it as being quite childish. I am now becoming involved in less scandalous pursuits. Lizzy is teaching me the piano-forte until she gets married."

"Do you like to play?" Georgiana asked

"O yes! I do so wish I had started years ago. It is so fulfilling mastering pieces. Do you play Miss Darcy? I think Lizzy said you did" Kitty's eyes shone with excitement as she talked of her new-found interests.

"O yes! I love music, and I do play and sing, but I prefer to listen to others. Lizzy played for us at Pemberley."

"When did she go to... oh I see. Did you meet her when she went to Derbyshire? Lizzy must have fallen in love with Mr. Darcy when she was there - because she didn't like him at the Netherfield Ball. Did you know your brother so singled her out by only dancing once, and with her that night?"

"No, but I had guessed that that would have happened." Georgiana smiled at Kitty "Is there anyone else our age that lives near Meryton? I have heard of a Miss Lucas, but none else."

"There is Mrs. Long's four nieces, but they are so vulgar, and Miss Goulding is gone to London for the rest of the season. I like Maria (that's Miss Lucas) but she can sometimes be very shy. Shall we walk to Lucas Lodge tomorrow for you to meet her? I think she has seen your cousin Miss de Bourgh at Rosings."

"Oh yes. I think I recall Anne and Fitzwilliam both mentioning her. I should like to walk. I do not walk often, but I will go if you take me."

"It would be my pleasure, Miss Darcy."

"If you will, please call me Georgiana? I should dearly like for us to be friends, and we are to be sisters you must not forget."

"As you wish Georgiana. We will call each other by our Christian names. Are you settling down? Lizzy said you were shy, but would be fine once you were comfortable with us."

"Yes, Indeed, I am perfectly fine now. Should we go to dinner now? It seems as though Lizzy and my brother have left us. I wonder where they have got to?"

"Out to the copse, no doubt, unless Jane and Mr. Bingley have beat them to it" Georgiana and Kitty began giggling, and only stopped when Hill came in to tell them dinner was served, and inquired if they knew the whereabouts of 'Miss Lizzy and the tall, fine gentleman.'

Chapter Eighteen : Entertainment??

Miss Lizzy and the tall, fine gentleman who was more commonly known as Mr. Darcy were eventually found, and they joined Georgiana, Mr. Bingley and the Bennet's at the table. Georgiana had just been introduced to Mr. & Mrs. Bennet and Miss Mary, and she was keenly observing all who sat around her.

Elizabeth and Fitzwilliam only had eyes for each other, and Jane and Mr. Bingley were likewise. Georgiana therefore felt it should be rude to interrupt them. Miss Mary, who was rather plain, kept referring to Fordyce's Sermons whilst talking of such very moral things, and Georgiana thought that Miss Mary would have been a perfect mate for that reputedly odious Mr. Collins. Kitty usually talked to her mother, for no-one else would. Mrs. Bennet would have once been pretty, but now she possessed a high-pitched, screeching voice, and when she was not ranting on about something silly, she would complain about 'her poor nerves'. Georgiana felt exceedingly sorry for all of the Bennet sisters, having a mother like Mrs. Bennet - she was just as bad as Aunt Catherine! Mr. Bennet seemed inclined to frequently exposing his sardonic sense of humour, and he paid no attention to his wife apart from occasionally asking her if her nerves were improved.

The men retired to the library, even though Mr. Bennet was the only one that actually wished to leave, but they did return in record-breaking time. While they were out, the ladies went out into the front sitting room, and Mrs. Bennet instantly began talking excitedly about the weddings with Jane and Elizabeth; Mary produced a well-worn book and was immediately in a world of her own; and Georgiana seized the opportunity to speak with Kitty. Kitty apparently had had the same objective, only slightly reversed.

"Shall we sit down over there, near the sofa, and talk of something other than Jane's and Lizzy's loves and the approaching weddings?" Kitty rolled her eyes dramatically.

"I should like that very much indeed. It does appear that some subjects may have been conversed about a trifle too frequently for some people to sustain a continued real interest in them, although I am so happy for my brother and Miss Ben.... Lizzy. Pardon me, I am still new to the change of name for your sister"

"You need not my pardon; it is perfectly understandable. Now, we must decide on a different topic. Does music or 'my favourite thing' sound palatable?"

"Of course! My favourite thing would undoubtedly be music. I love to hear, play and read music. It is so soothing and placid. It does not comment on your performance; it brings peace and tranquillity. Many a time it has calmed me when I have been upset." Georgiana spoke enthusiastically.

"Indeed, I am in agreement, except that I often will have to wait my turn, for Mary spends hours playing pedantically, and then Lizzy plays. I normally only 'tinker' for small amounts of time, although I cannot deny that I should dearly like to spend more time in front of a pianoforte." Kitty's tone was duller than Georgiana's.

"Do you think, that is, would you like, I mean, uh, perhaps I shall start anew. Mr. Bingley has a delightful pianoforte, I have not yet used it, but I am sure that whenever you are at Netherfield you would be most welcome to come and use it. I am the only other person who would play at it; perhaps I could teach you a duet?"

Georgiana saw Kitty's eyes light up. "Do you think he should mind? It is a splendid idea! I should like that so dearly. Could you really teach me a duet?" Kitty's voice was now as enthusiastic as Georgiana's had been.

"Most certainly. What do you play most?"

"I am not a great proficient, as you will no doubt see. Lizzy has taught me some melodies, and some simple pieces. At present I am learning the Fifth Symphony of Beethoven, but it shall take me a great time to master it. Do you like Beethoven? I do, but I also like Haydn, Von Weber and Mozart. Are you fond of the theatre?"

"I do not venture out a great deal when I am in London. I have been to the theatre occasionally though. I have seen The Merchant of Venice and Hamlet. But my most memorable moments of Hamlet are sad. I thought the scene of Ophelia's madness so melancholy."

"Hamlet is indeed a tragic play. There is so much death - through drowning, poisoning and swordplay. It is as pity-full as Romeo & Juliet. I like Romeo & Juliet though, there are such pretty verses. I particularly like 'That which we call a rose, By any other word would sound as sweet'."

" I must confess that my favourite lines would be 'Goodnight, good night. Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.' Dear me! Shakespeare has written such memorable plays and sonnets. I'll wager many years (hundreds perhaps) will pass, and Shakespeare will still be known."

"I cannot disagree with you Georgiana, indeed I cannot."

"Girls, Girls! Kitty! Mary! Make haste and prepare yourselves. The gentlemen will be coming very soon, I dare say" came the unpleasant voice of Mrs. Bennet who had surprisingly ceased talking to Jane and Elizabeth for a time.

Her prediction came true, to the great delight of everyone (excepting Mary, who cared not for them, but the resulting cessation of her soliloquising was distressing to her) in the room. Jane and Elizabeth were directly by their fiancé's sides, and Kitty and Georgiana rose. As Jane & Mr. Bingley, and Elizabeth & Mr. Darcy sat on the sofas, Kitty and Georgiana took each others arms and took a turn about the room (which they found so refreshing) for they did not have to see the love-struck faces of the couples and hear their whisperings.

"Do let us have a little music" cried Mrs. Bennet, tired of the quiet conversations in which she had no share. Mr. Bennet made no comment, Jane and Mr. Bingley absent-mindedly nodded their heads (slowly, as if in time with music) and Lizzy and Fitzwilliam continued talking to one another. Georgiana was about to suggest Kitty played something, but before she could do so, Miss Mary stood up and practically ran to the pianoforte, almost knocking down a vase in her haste.

Georgiana noticed that now Lizzy and her beau were silent, Elizabeth looked uh, well, almost... mortified and her face's content expression fell. Her sister's actions were likewise, and Mr. Bingley appeared as though he knew not how to react. Georgiana was even more alarmed when she saw her brother : did he actually just.... groan? Georgiana looked around the room. Mr. Bennet seemed to be about to cringe, and Kitty was no longer smiling. Georgiana was puzzled. What can have affected them so?

Miss Mary cleared her throat, and Georgiana was ready to begin settling down. She would now hear a lovely sonata, or aria, perhaps a sweet concerto? Kitty had by now seated herself down, and Georgiana joined her. Mary announced that she would be playing a piece that was lively and gay. It was Scottish, and Georgiana knew the song. She recalled that it had several high parts - and was only suitable for the highest soprano. Georgiana herself could sing this, but not in front of an audience. Ah, this is a pleasant tune, at least Miss Mary has acquired some taste, albeit not so fine as Elizabeth's.

The instrument began, but still everyone in the room, save Georgiana and Mrs. Bennet, was pale and looked almost ashamed. Of what? Mary opened her mouth and began to sing.

Georgiana had been expecting to hear a soft, pleasant voice, but that was most definitely what she heard not. Miss Mary Bennet's singing was vulgar. It was shocking. It ought not to have been displayed in front of anyone! She sounded more like a bullfrog than a soprano - her voice was not even high enough to be distinguished as an alto!

Jane and Elizabeth hid their faces with their hands, and their lovers were trying to calm them. Mr. Bennet had disappeared, most probably he had retreated to the library where he could be rid of that wretched noise! Kitty looked down at her hands, which she had placed in her lap, and sighed, determined to not look up until Mary was finished. Mrs. Bennet was smiling and called out to any who would listen "O our Mary is such a proficient. Such nimble fingers! How lovely! Is she not wonderful. Do play again, child! Please do!" Lizzy and William groaned in unison, but Georgiana still could not keep herself from smiling a little, in the midst of this calamity. She had a plan.

As soon as the final lines had been played, and for courtesy's sake everyone had clapped, Georgiana got to her feet and went directly to the sofa where Lizzy and William were. "Miss Bennet, uh, Elizabeth, pardon me, but um, my brother and I have not heard you play since you were at Pemberley last July. Will you not uh, play again for us?"

Georgiana looked desperately at Lizzy. She seemed to get the message and would replace Mary at the pianoforte. Such an alleviation! I do hope no-one saw my sigh of relief! I should give up half my dowry never to hear Miss Mary play again! Elizabeth stood up, and placed herself at the instrument. "Georgiana, would you be so kind as to turn the pages for me? You did it so becomingly at Pemberley."

"It would be my pleasure" Georgiana nervously answered.

Lizzy selected a piece from her selection, and Georgiana peered over curiously. "O Lizzy! How did you know? This is William's second favourite piece! He adores the Appassionata Sonata" Georgiana gasped almost incredulously.

"It would appear that our taste in music is exceptionally excellent, and exceedingly similar. The Appassionata Sonata by Beethoven is a classic that I am also quite fond of." As Elizabeth said this, her eyes were fixed on Fitzwilliam. He smiled, looked a touch embarrassed and looked straight back at his beloved, and a repeat of Pemberley's 'look' ensued. Not again! Well at least Miss Bingley had said nothing to trigger that response this time! Georgiana looked away. William is absolutely bewitched by Lizzy!

Georgiana and Kitty discreetly coughed, and Lizzy's eyes soon returned to looking down at the music in front of her. In comparison to Mary, Elizabeth sounded like an angel. William looked absolutely blissful, and Georgiana smiled profusely. Miss Mary perceived that the guests much preferred Lizzy's playing to her own; and was so mortified that she quitted the room.

Chapter Nineteen

Elizabeth soon finished, but she could not be prevailed on to play a second. She was about to return to her William, but her mother glanced up at the clock and exclaimed at the lateness of the hour. Once she had announced this out loud, in her screeching, wailing voice, the Darcy's and Mr. Bingley felt obliged to begin preparing to leave. The adieus were then bid, and Mr. Bingley's carriage set off in the direction of Netherfield.

"Well, what did you think of the Bennets? Were they as intimidating as you had imagined them to be?" Darcy asked his sister.

"No, indeed, I felt quite welcome, and they seem no harm. Mr. Bennet is probably pleasant company, and Mrs. Bennet.... well, I suppose she is fine if you stop listening to her after several moments."

"That is very true" chuckled Mr. Bingley "And now, what say you about my darling Jane?"

"Jane is very pretty, and so sweet, mild and serene. She has the countenance of an angel, and Elizabeth sounds like one. I shall like them as sisters very well indeed. And Kitty, too. I like Kitty greatly. I told her I would teach her a duet. She is just learning to play. But Miss Mary! Uh, perhaps it would be best to just say that we shall leave the playing to Elizabeth, Kitty and myself."

"That is definitely an excellent idea" laughed William.

"Will we be going to Longbourn again tomorrow?"

"Naturally. You will not mind if Charles and I stay... well, all day there, as we have been doing every day since our engagements?"

"All day! I am certain you do not spend the entire day at Longbourn. I do know that Lizzy is very fond of walking, and I dare say you have become most proficient at it lately." Georgiana gave the gentlemen, but more particularly her brother, an inquiring glance. Their blushes and the goofy expressions they gave each other that appeared to ask 'How did she guess?' proved that she was correct.

"You need not answer, for I know already. Oh, William, have you sent word of your happy situation to Colonel Fitzwilliam yet?"

"Dear me! No, I have not. I had quite forgot."

"Hmph" snorted Mr. Bingley. "Probably has told no-one save yourself, Georgiana. I did it much differently. Everyone I ever was acquainted with knew about my happiness almost immediately."

"Bingley, " began Darcy gravely "I have been, um, more happily engaged in 'other business' ", and he blushed, smiled and laughed.

"Other business! Indeed! Pray tell, what business might that have been?" asked Mr. Bingley rather impertinently.

"Charles" warned Darcy, but before he could continue any further, all in the carriage were laughing.

"Fitzwilliam," said Georgiana when they had settled down, "As you have not yet written to Colonel Fitzwilliam with your news, shall I write to him instead? I know how much you would rather be with Lizzy than being occupied by writing a correspondence. I have other things to tell him, and I could save you time."

"Well, you are correct in your assumption that I should prefer to be with Elizabeth, and you have my permission to write to the Colonel informing him of my approaching nuptials. I shall write to our dear aunt and uncle, the Earl of Matlock and his wife, and tell them myself."

"Ah, Netherfield at last! It's peaceful now, so take advantage of it - Caroline is due in the next se'nnight." announced Bingley, and presently the carriage shuddered to a halt.

"Good night, William. Good evening, Mr. Bingley" Georgiana called as she walked to her chamber. Their responses echoed through the hallway as she drifted past the Billiard room, which was where they had been headed. Georgiana passed Mr. Bingley's study. Tomorrow I shall write this letter.

Chapter Nineteen (ii)

Georgiana opened her eyelids. It was daylight, and soon she would be back at Longbourn. After breakfasting and a short practice at the pianoforte, Georgiana sat herself down and began to write.

Netherfield, Hertfordshire

My dear cousin,

Pray forgive me for not writing to you for such an age. Indeed, I have not seen you since last May, when I asked for your assistance with Fitzwilliam. I did find out what had been troubling him so, but pledged my word that I should not tell a soul. I am sure William would now not mind if I told only you.

Before my brother went to Rosings in April, he had been in Hertfordshire and met a Miss Elizabeth Bennet. His feelings for her were so strong that he proposed marriage a few nights before you and he left Rosings Park.

Miss Bennet refused him, because of his arrogance and conceit (which I have never seen, but apparently she had). Also, my brother had had a hand in detaching Miss Bennet's sister from his friend Mr. Bingley, of whose address I am currently staying at. Miss Bennet somehow found out. Another reason that Miss Bennet refused him was because she had heard some things about him from Mr. Wickham. They were indeed false, but Miss Bennet knew this not.

The next day, William gave Miss Bennet a letter that referred to Miss Bennet's sister and Mr. Bingley, and Mr. Wickham's untruths. He told her everything, including my deception of him at Ramsgate, which I have now fully got over and recovered from. Not long after, you returned to London, and poor William's grief began to sink in and became overwhelming. I confronted him not long after you left, and he poured out his heart to me.

I thought that it might be a good idea to return to Pemberley sooner than we had planned. Fitzwilliam left the day before myself and our guests - the Bingley's (Can you remember Caroline? Indeed, who could forget her?)

Fitzwilliam had not been very cheerful over the past few months, and I was most surprised, therefore, to behold him looking so well as he was when I arrived. The source of happiness I soon found out. When William arrived, the first thing he encountered was Miss Elizabeth Bennet!

William took me to meet her at Lambton. She was staying at the Inn with her aunt and uncle, and I invited them all to Pemberley for dinner. Miss Bennet consented, and they came the next day. Miss Bennet did not appear to dislike my brother any longer, in fact, it seemed to be almost quite the opposite.

If you can remember that horrid Miss Bingley (which I am sure you must), then surely you can remember her manners and tone (indeed, who could forget that screech?). As usual, Miss Bingley was so rude that evening, but in particular to Miss Bennet. In an attempt to discompose Miss Bennet, she mentioned Mr. Wickham, but the only person she had success in distressing was I. Miss Bennet came to my rescue, but no long after she had to leave.

The next day William came to me and said that Miss Bennet had had to leave Derbyshire. Mr. Wickham had eloped with one of her sisters. My brother soon tracked them down and bribed Mr. Wickham to marry Miss Lydia Bennet.

Fitzwilliam and Mr. Bingley returned to Hertfordshire, for the shooting season. William told Mr. Bingley about what he had done regarding Miss Jane Bennet, and he returned to London. Miss Jane Bennet and Mr. Bingley were engaged within half a week.

I wanted William to return to Miss Bennet in Hertfordshire, but did not know how to tell him. I must thank our 'dear' Aunt Catherine, for it was she who persuaded his journey back. Aunt Catherine had heard that there existed an engagement between William and Miss Elizabeth. There was, of course, no engagement, but Aunt Catherine knew not, and journeyed to Longbourn (the Bennet's estate) to make Miss Bennet break the supposed engagement. When Aunt Catherine discovered that there was no understanding between them, she tried to make Miss Bennet promise never to marry her nephew, but I say tried, for she refused!

As soon as my brother had heard that Miss Bennet had refused to say she would not marry him (and he heard promptly, for Lady Catherine went to him immediately to unsuccessfully make him promise never to marry Miss Bennet), he set off for Longbourn.

I am now pleased to tell you that I am at Netherfield to again meet my future sister, Miss Elizabeth Bennet. William is just so ecstatically happy. You are invited to the wedding which will be in mid-November, on the same date as Miss Jane Bennet and Mr. Bingley. Miss Bingley does not know yet about William's happy news, but we can hardly wait to see the look on her face when she does. I wonder if she will produce an orange handkerchief to dry her tears on?

I wrote to you instead of Fitzwilliam, because he is spending every available moment with Lizzy. Wish him joy, we are all so happy, and if you would like to, do not forget to tell Aunt Catherine that we are ever so grateful to her at present, even though she is on the point of shunning us. I should imagine that she will not attend the wedding, but we expect you there.

Your Loving Cousin,

Georgiana Darcy.

Chapter Twenty

Georgiana, her brother and Mr. Bingley had just arrived at Longbourn. Jane and Mr. Bingley were already in the process of disappearing, and Elizabeth and William looked as if they wanted to, but Mrs. Bennet had engaged them in conversation with her, and they felt it improper to leave her talking to herself about the wedding. Georgiana could hear a piano-forte playing (but she could not hear Mary singing) and so quickly walked in the direction of the sound. It was Kitty.

"Good morning Georgiana. Mary is soliloquising over the greatness and intellect of Fordyce's Sermons, and I thought it a good opportunity to occupy the piano-forte while I had the chance." Kitty smiled as Georgiana looked at her apologetically.

"What are you playing?" she inquired .

"A song of my own concoction. I like them, for they cannot be played wrongly. Shall we compose something together?"

"I should like to try, but I have not ever done anything like it."

"Come, do not be shy. It is indeed quite fun. Here, sit by me and press your fingers against the ivory keys."

"Very well. Is this what you mean?" asked Georgiana as she played Middle C and then every second key down the scale.

"Yes. Be creative, and I will join you."

Georgiana was at first confused, but soon she and Kitty were laughing their way through a piece that sounded little better than Mary's playing the night before. This song, however, was much more enjoyable to themselves. They only ceased their compositions when Mary came down and rather impolitely requested to use the piano-forte.

At the thought of what was to come, Georgiana and Kitty quickly excused themselves and went to call on Miss Maria Lucas.

"I've become good friends with Maria, especially since my sister Lydia went away after her marriage." Kitty told Georgiana. "Maria is perfectly good-natured and genteel, but she often gets exceedingly shy. She is the eldest non-married Lucas, for Charlotte became Mrs. Collins, the wife of the clergyman who has your aunt as a 'most noble and benevolent patroness' as Mr. Collins would so eloquently say. Oh, did Lizzy tell you that your aunt visited us little over a week ago? She left us so soon that I assumed she was only passing by , but it was quite nice of her to call, do not you think?"

"Uh, yes" Georgiana coloured as she said this, for she knew that the afore-mentioned visit had certainly not been a pleasant civility.

"We turn down this lane here to get to Lucas Lodge. Just up there, I believe, is where Mr. Darcy proposed to Lizzy. I had just left them alone to go to Maria's, because I was afraid of staying with your brother, but he does not appear so proud and haughty as he was last year. In fact, he seems friendlier. I wonder if Lizzy has anything to do with his miraculous transformation."

Georgiana felt it might be best if she made no comment, and so instead changed the subject by saying "Is that Lucas Lodge?"

"Yes, indeed it is. I do hope Maria is at home" Kitty replied, and then looked rather stunned. "Maria? Oh dear! Whatever is the matter? Is there something wrong?"

Maria Lucas was running up the pathway, almost tripping on her dress, but stopped when she saw Kitty was come. "Oh Kitty! Guess what. Charlotte has come to Lucas Lodge, and Mr. Collins is come as well!. Do not begin to fret now, for my news is not yet finished; it is worse! They are to stay until Lady Catherine de Bourgh allows them to return! they say that she has been rendered exceedingly angry by hearing from Mr. Collins of Mr. Darcy's engagement. You see, she wanted Miss de Bourgh to marry him. Lady Catherine blames Charlotte and Mr. Collins because they invited Lizzy to Hunsford with me in March. Mr. Collins is to be here for an age - and if I hear his sniveling voice much more I think I shall go mad! It is too much! Why is not everyone as unhappy as I am? At Hunsford I was almost always half a house away from him, but here he will be in the next bedchamber! I cannot bear it!" she wept, but dried her eyes and attempted to smile when she saw Kitty was not alone. "O, pray forgive me, I did not see your companion. I am in such a miserable state this morning."

Kitty stepped forward to make the necessary introductions. "Georgiana, this is Miss Lucas; Maria, this is Miss Darcy" Georgiana curtsied, as did Miss Lucas.

"I am exceedingly apologetic that my aunt is so disagreeable, and that as she has consigned Mr. Collins to Lucas Lodge, she has distressed you. I have not ever met him, but I must admit that what I have heard about him has not even remotely excited my anticipation with regards to an introduction."

Maria gave a small laugh. "If I were you, I should try to miss out on the opportunity of meeting him. Once he ascertains that you are a niece of his esteemed noble patroness, he will follow you like a sheep, offering the most ridiculous opinions and waffling on worse than my papa. At least Papa does not give such a concise and sleep-enhancing talk about every minuscule thing he can conceive of talking about."

"I am grieved greatly for you, my dear Maria. Come to Longbourn as often as you please, and we shall stay from Mr. Collins whenever possible." Kitty offered.

"O thank you Kitty, and Miss Darcy. You know not how comforting it is for me to hear that."

"Do, please call me Georgiana. I am sure that Kitty and I will do our best - to not encounter Mr. Collins in the near future" Georgiana smiled lightly. "My cousin Anne has told me such things of him that I hold no desire to ever meet him. Pardon me, I hope I do not offend your sister, Mrs. Collins, but it is indeed the truth."

"Do not worry, I in fact wish that I had never met him. At least he is only a relative through marriage, and not related by blood." Maria giggled slightly, but her face turned decidedly pale as the front door of Lucas Lodge brought forth and admitted the odious figure of Mr. Collins. "Quickly, follow me" Maria incoherently gasped, and the three women dashed into the copse, leaving Mr. Collins calling out repeatedly for his 'dear olive-branch expecting wife Charlotte's beloved younger sister Maria.'"

Chapter Twenty-One

Georgiana, no matter how much she wished to, was not able to entirely escape the acquaintance of Mr. Collins. Anne's, William's, Colonel Fitzwilliam's, Kitty's and even Miss Lucas' descriptions all corroborated with each other, and seemed to not greatly exaggerate, but instead fit him perfectly - almost. He was actually even worse than his portrayal had been. Georgiana felt utter and sincere sympathy for Mrs. Collins, especially as she was expecting a child of whom he was the father; but she had apparently chosen to marry Mr. Collins with her eye's open, and so it was her own doing.

Mr. and Mrs. Collins called on the Bennet's, and everyone, including Elizabeth and Fitzwilliam, was present. Georgiana could see that Elizabeth was happy to see Mrs. Collins, and vice-versa, but only Mary appeared pleased to again meet with Mr. Collins. "Far too soon I dare say" Mr. Bennet was heard whispering as he excused himself to his library.

Mr. Collins said that he "would have given his fair cousin Elizabeth his and his dear Charlotte's congratulations, but his most noble and esteemed patroness Lady Catherine de Bourgh had forbid his doing so, as she was most seriously displeased and put out at the union of my cousin Elizabeth and her nephew, and of course I must voice and agree with her opinion as she is not present to do so herself " ('For how could anyone not agree with the opinion of Lady Catherine, when it was so condescendingly presented' were Mr. Collins' thoughts at the time).

Nobody's concentration (except perhaps Mary's) would allow them to listen to more than half of his lengthy rambling, and Mrs. Collins was much more agreeable to listen to as she hugged Elizabeth and wished her joy. "Do you now believe my telling you at Hunsford that Mr. Darcy seemed partial to you Eliza? There was a time when you could and did not believe me." she smiled, as Lizzy blushed and replied that yes, that had been the case, but in such cases as these, a good memory was unpardonable.

Mr. Collins then began his obsequious civility towards William, and also to Georgiana, as soon as he had established who she was. Georgiana noticed that William seemed to bear it with calmness, and decided that he was acting so meekly for the sake of Lizzy. Georgiana's forbearance was at an end. She looked despairingly at her brother, and was finally able to politely excuse herself and escape to Kitty.

"Mr. Collins seems to be well suited to Lady Catherine, and when they are together, I dare say the conversation is unbearable"

"I hope I never have the opportunity of seeing it, but I think Lizzy might have said something like that when she came back from Hunsford; but she did appear very out of sorts, especially when Lydia and I gave her the happy tidings of Wickham."

"Yes, indeed." Georgiana responded quickly, than changed the subject before Kitty could reply.

"Do you think the Collinses will depart soon? I do hope so."

"Perhaps. Shall we go into another part of the house, as to be rid of them?"

"That is a fine idea. We can go and calm our poor nerves." Georgiana began to laugh, and Kitty immediately joined in. Georgiana had already heard much about the state of nerves in Longbourn, particularly those of Mrs. Bennet.

Kitty and Georgiana went into the other sitting room, and joined Jane and Mr. Bingley, who had also successfully managed to disappear. Lizzy and William entered next, saying that the Collinses were leaving. All in the room unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Bennet, as soon as she was able (which was as soon as Mr. Collins had set foot outside), began talking of preparations for the wedding. A date had finally been set. November 26th. It was a bit later than what Mrs. Bennet would have wished, but it was not her wedding, and it held significance to the engaged couples - as the first anniversary of the Netherfield Ball.

Kitty was to be a bridesmaid, and Georgiana had been asked, but was too fearful of standing up in front of all those people. Darcy and Elizabeth wanted Colonel Fitzwilliam as the groomsman, but would have to wait for his response.

Georgiana, Darcy and Bingley left Longbourn that night, all anticipating the day of the wedding, not a month away.

Chapter Twenty-Two

The days before the wedding flew by, and the only events of note were the arrival of a letter from the Colonel, and then himself, and the expected arrival of Miss Bingley (though thankfully she was as yet not arrived). Georgiana excitedly tore open her cousin's letter as soon as it had arrived, and began to read the short missive.

Matlock Manor

My Dear Georgiana,

How pleased I was to receive your letter. I am most delighted with Fitzwilliam and his choice of wife. I must own that I did suspect some partiality on his side at Hunsford, and after receiving your long and satisfactory list of details, I am certain they deserve each other.

My parents and I are both eager to attend the wedding, and I wish to see Miss Bennet again, while my parents long to meet the woman that has so stolen your brother's heart.

Of course I do feel sympathy for Miss Bingley; she has long coveted the role of Mistress of Pemberley, but Miss Bennet is by far the superior choice. Give all of my best wishes to Darcy and Miss Bennet.

Your Loving Cousin,

Colonel Richard Fitzwilliam.

The letter itself was not very lengthy, but not six days after it's arrival, the Colonel was residing in Netherfield. He spent his days with Kitty and Georgiana, as Darcy was with Elizabeth from dawn until dusk.

"He does leave us alone, and totally forgets about our existence," Georgiana told her cousin as they walked alone around Netherfield at one opportunity "But I have never seen him happier."

"Nor I" agreed the Colonel. "It in a way convinces me that marriage may indeed be just the thing for me also."

Georgiana blushed, and kept her head turned away from her cousin, who, apart from William , was the only person she truly loved - only this was not just a love because he was kin. "He may be almost twice my age, and he is additionally my joint guardian, but I love him so dearly." Georgiana would often admit to herself. She knew not her cousin's feelings, but she did know her own, and kept silent as her companion looked at her.

"Georgiana! Why do you not speak? I should have imagined that you would have something to say to your cousin, such as retorting with your disagreement and saying I was far too plain to attract anyone, or something similar."

"Why I, that is, I.. I do not know what to say" Georgiana almost stuttered. "Is it, I mean, is there someone that you do wish to marry?" Georgiana's voice came close to faltering as she looked up at her cousin, conceiving that he might already have chosen a partner, and only waiting before he made his addresses.

"No, not really" he sighed, and Georgiana had to try forcibly not to breath an audible sigh of relief; "I doubt there is anyone that could love me like Darcy and Elizabeth love each other."

Georgiana was about to begin expressing her protestations, but suddenly forgot to do so as her eyes momentarily wandered to the door.

"Miss Bingley!"

Chapter Twenty three : And then came Miss Bingley...

"Dear Georgiana" Caroline Bingley uttered as affectionately as she was possibly able (which was indeed not a great deal) "And Colonel Fitzwilliam, what a pleasant surprise! It has been too long since we all last met." she purred. Too long! I think not.

"Indeed" Georgiana hastily replied, in an attempt to not laugh with the Colonel, who was rolling his eyes dramatically in a most Caroline-like fashion.

"Miss Bingley, it is indeed so nice to see you again" he said sarcastically, although Miss Bingley was batting her eyelashes too furiously at him to notice and therefore take offence.

"Are you just arrived?" Georgiana inquired politely.

"Yes, my dear. I shall be here until Charles marries that Miss Jane Bennet. She is a sweet girl, but country-bred and not nearly so sophisticated or accomplished as you or I," she sniffed. "What brings yourself here? And the colonel? I thought you would still be at Pemberley, not here with my brother."

Georgiana was shocked anew with Miss Bingley's atrocious indecorum. Even Colonel Fitzwilliam looked stunned.

"My brother invited us to come until his, I mean, the wedding" Georgiana managed to reply. She wanted Miss Bingley to find out about William's engagement, but not here - not now. At another time when William was present she would probably be even more shocked, and so Georgiana wanted to wait until then. Georgiana noticed that her cousin had an impish grin, but was also keeping his mouth shut about the surprising secret.

"I have not before seen Mr. Bingley so happy since his engagement. Miss Bennet seems to have a similar disposition; it will be a happy match. Have you seen Mr. Bingley yet? Has he informed you that the Bennet's are to dine at Netherfield this evening?"

"What, all of them? Surely there is no need for that" Miss Bingley interrupted.

"Yes, they are all to come. I believe your brother and Darcy have been enjoying the company at Longbourn immensely lately." the Colonel stated and looked knowingly at Georgiana as she began to choke with laughter, which she could scarce hold back. The conversation was terminated by the entrance of Bingley and Darcy.

"Caroline! I did not expect you to come so soon" Bingley started.

"O yes, I am here, and dear Georgiana was just telling me that the Bennet's were coming to dinner. I shall be able to see Jane." Miss Bingley stopped for a moment. "I suppose you are eagerly anticipating the fine eyes of Eliza Bennet, Mr. Darcy" she snapped.

Georgiana held her breath in case her brother's reaction may cause her to laugh, and also thought of Miss Bingley's reaction once she knew. O Miss Bingley - I cannot, absolutely cannot wait to see your face.

"I think I hear the carriage now" Colonel Fitzwilliam announced to end the intercourse.

"Miss Bingley, will you accompany Georgiana and myself? I think Bingley may like to welcome Miss Bennet and her family without our interference." he added, allowing Bingley and Darcy an escape.

"Of course, Colonel Fitzwilliam. I should be delighted. You know that I could never refuse a relative of the Darcy's" she said in her ever-so-modest [and charming - she alone thought] voice; and simultaneously the Colonel inaudibly groaned and Darcy smirked, as she linked her arms with his and walked to the door.

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