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With Just a Little Guidance Chapters 9 and 10

May 06, 2015 05:57PM
AN:thank for the comments and encouragement. Liberal borrowing from JA this week.

Chapter 9

During dinner, Mr. Bennet scarcely spoke at all; but when the servants were withdrawn, he thought it time to have some conversation with his guest, and therefore started a subject in which he expected him to shine, by observing that he seemed very fortunate in his patroness. Lady Catherine de Bourgh's attention to his wishes, and consideration for his comfort, appeared very remarkable. Mr. Bennet could not have chosen better.

Mr. Collins was eloquent in her praise. The subject elevated him to more than usual solemnity of manner, and with a most important aspect he protested that he had never in his life witnessed such behavior in a person of rank; such affability and condescension, as he had himself experienced from Lady Catherine. She had been graciously pleased to approve of both the discourses which he had already had the honor of preaching before her. She had also asked him twice to dine at Rosings, and had sent for him only the Saturday before, to make up her pool of quadrille in the evening. Lady Catherine was reckoned proud by many people he knew, but he had never seen anything but affability in her. She had always spoken to him as she would to any other gentleman; she made not the smallest objection to his joining in the society of the neighborhood, nor to his leaving his parish occasionally for a week or two, to visit his relations. She had even condescended to advise him to marry as soon as he could, provided he chose with discretion; and had once paid him a visit in his humble parsonage; where she had perfectly approved all the alterations he had been making, and had even vouchsafed to suggest some herself: some shelves in the closets up stairs.

"That is all very proper and civil I am sure," said Jane, "and I dare say she is a very agreeable woman. It is a pity that great ladies in general are not more like her. Does she live near you, sir?"

"The garden in which stands my humble abode is separated only by a lane from Rosings Park, her ladyship's residence."

"I think you said she was a widow, sir? Has she any family?"

"She has one only daughter, the heiress of Rosings, and of very extensive property."

"And what sort of young lady is she? Is she handsome?"

"She is a most charming young lady indeed. Lady Catherine herself says that in point of true beauty, Miss De Bourgh is far superior to the handsomest of her sex; because there is that in her features which marks the young woman of distinguished birth. She is unfortunately of a sickly constitution, which has prevented her making that progress in many accomplishments which she could not otherwise have failed of; as I am informed by the lady who superintended her education, and who still resides with them. But she is perfectly amiable, and often condescends to drive by my humble abode in her little phaeton and ponies."

"Has she been presented? I do not remember her name among the ladies at court," remarked Lady Stanford.

"Her indifferent state of health unhappily prevents her being in town; and by that means, as I told Lady Catherine myself one day, has deprived the British court of its brightest ornament. Her ladyship seemed pleased with the idea, and you may imagine that I am happy on every occasion to offer those little delicate compliments which are always acceptable to ladies. I have more than once observed to Lady Catherine that her charming daughter seemed born to be a duchess, and that the most elevated rank, instead of giving her consequence, would be adorned by her. These are the kind of little things which please her ladyship, and it is a sort of attention which I conceive myself peculiarly bound to pay."

"You judge very properly," said Mr. Bennet, "and it is happy for you that you possess the talent of flattering with delicacy. May I ask whether these pleasing attentions proceed from the impulse of the moment, or are the result of previous study?"

"They arise chiefly from what is passing at the time, and though I sometimes amuse myself with suggesting and arranging such little elegant compliments as may be adapted to ordinary occasions, I always wish to give them as unstudied an air as possible."

Mr. Bennet's expectations were fully answered. His cousin was as absurd as he had hoped, and he listened to him with the keenest enjoyment, maintaining at the same time the most resolute composure of countenance, and requiring no partner in his pleasure.

By tea-time, however, the dose had been enough, and Mr. Bennet was glad to take his guest into the drawing-room again, and when tea was over, glad to invite him to read aloud to the ladies. Mr. Collins readily assented, and a book was produced; but on beholding it (for everything announced it to be from a circulating library), he started back, and begging pardon, protested that he never read novels. Kitty stared at him, and Lydia exclaimed. Other books were produced, and after some deliberation he chose Fordyce's Sermons. Lydia gaped as he opened the volume, and before he had, with very monotonous solemnity, read three pages, she interrupted him with,

"Do you know, Aunt, that my uncle Phillips talks of turning away Richard, and if he does, Colonel Forster will hire him. My aunt told me so herself on Saturday. I shall walk to Meryton to-morrow to hear more about it, and to ask when Mr. Denny comes back from town."

Lydia was bid by her aunt to hold her tongue; but Mr. Collins, much offended, laid aside his book, and said, "I have often observed how little young ladies are interested by books of a serious stamp, though written solely for their benefit. It amazes me, I confess; for certainly, there can be nothing so advantageous to them as instruction. But I will no longer importune my young cousin."

Then turning to Mr. Bennet, he offered himself as his antagonist at backgammon. Mr. Bennet accepted the challenge, observing that he acted very wisely in leaving the girls to their own trifling amusements. Lady Stanford apologized most civilly for Lydia's interruption, and promised that it should not occur again, if he would resume his book; but Mr. Collins, after assuring them that he bore his young cousin no ill will, and should never resent her behavior as any affront, seated himself at another table with Mr. Bennet, and prepared for backgammon.

Lady Stanford then ushered Lydia from the room and took her to her governess, Miss Bosworth. The three had a long conversation about appropriate behavior and conversation in the drawing room. In addition, Lydia was forbidden to visit her aunt or the officers without Miss Bosworth present. It was apparent that Lydia was becoming very forward and was acting as if she was out without the required discretion. The conversation lasted a long while before Lady Stanford and Miss Bosworth felt Lydia understood what would be expected of her. 

Chapter 10

Mr. Collins was not a sensible man, and the deficiency of nature had been but little assisted by education or society; the greatest part of his life having been spent under the guidance of an illiterate and miserly father; and though he belonged to one of the universities, he had merely kept the necessary terms, without forming at it any useful acquaintance. The subjection in which his father had brought him up had given him originally great humility of manner, but it was now a good deal counteracted by the self-conceit of a weak head, living in retirement, and the consequential feelings of early and unexpected prosperity. A fortunate chance had recommended him to Lady Catherine de Bourgh when the living of Hunsford was vacant; and the respect which he felt for her high rank and his veneration for her as his patroness, mingling with a very good opinion of himself, of his authority as a clergyman, and his rights as a rector, made him altogether a mixture of pride and obsequiousness, self-importance and humility.

Having now a good house and very sufficient income, he intended to marry; and in seeking a reconciliation with the Longbourn family he had a wife in view, as he meant to choose one of the daughters, if he found them as handsome and amiable as they were represented by common report. This was his plan of amends, of atonement, for inheriting their father's estate; and he thought it an excellent one, full of eligibility and suitableness, and excessively generous and disinterested on his own part. He had not realized that the three eldest had already married.

His plan did not vary on seeing them. Mrs. Nelson's lovely face confirmed his views, and established all his strictest notions of what was due to seniority; and for the first evening she was his settled choice. The next morning, however, made an alteration; for in a quarter of an hour's tête-à-tête with Mr. Bennet before breakfast, a conversation beginning with his parsonage-house, and leading naturally to the avowal of his hopes that a mistress for it might be found at Longbourn, produced from him a caution against the very Jane he had fixed on. "As to the younger daughters he did not know of any prepossession; the eldest daughter was interested elsewhere. Of course, Lydia was not yet out so she might not be still more than a little young."

Mr. Collins had only to consider whether or not Kitty or Lydia would fit within his plans. After the discussion the previous evening, Lydia he immediately dismissed. She was definitely too young, was nothing more than a child, although she was attractive. He felt he would have to study Kitty to see if she would be a good choice.

Lydia's intention of walking to Meryton was not forgotten; all agreed to go with her and Miss Bosworth; and Mr. Collins was to attend them, at the request of Mr. Bennet, who was most anxious to get rid of him, and have his library to himself; for thither Mr. Collins had followed him after breakfast, and there he would continue, nominally engaged with one of the largest folios in the collection, but really talking to Mr. Bennet, with little cessation, of his house and garden at Hunsford. Such doings discomposed Mr. Bennet exceedingly. In his library he had been always sure of leisure and tranquility; his civility, therefore, was most prompt in inviting Mr. Collins to join his daughters in their walk; and Mr. Collins, being in fact much better fitted for a walker than a reader, was extremely well pleased to close his large book, and go.

Thus Miss Bosworth, Jane, Kitty and Lydia donned warm apparel and were escorted by Mr. Collins to Meryton. In pompous nothings on his side, and civil assents on that of his cousins, their time passed till they entered Meryton. The attention of the younger ones was then no longer to be gained by him. Their eyes were immediately wandering up in the street in quest of the officers, and nothing less than a very smart bonnet indeed or a really new muslin in a shop window could recall them.

But the attention of every lady was soon caught by a young man, whom they had never seen before, of most gentlemanlike appearance, walking with an officer on the other side of the way. The officer was the very Mr. Denny, concerning whose return from London Lydia came to inquire, and he bowed as they passed. All were struck with the stranger's air, all wondered who he could be, and Kitty and Lydia, determined if possible to find out, led the way across the street, under pretense of wanting something in an opposite shop, and fortunately had just gained the pavement when the two gentlemen, turning back, had reached the same spot. Mr. Denny addressed them directly, and entreated permission to introduce his friend, Mr. Wickham, who had returned with him the day before from town, and he was happy to say, had accepted a commission in their corps. This was exactly as it should be; for the young man wanted only regimentals to make him completely charming. His appearance was greatly in his favor; he had all the best part of beauty: a fine countenance, a good figure, and very pleasing address.

The introduction was followed up on his side by a happy readiness of conversation, a readiness at the same time perfectly correct and unassuming; and the whole party were still standing and talking together very agreeably, when the sound of horses drew their notice, and Darcy and Bingley were seen riding down the street.

On distinguishing the ladies of the group, the two gentlemen came directly towards them, and began the usual civilities. Bingley was the principal spokesman, and Mrs. Nelson the principal object. He was then, he said, on his way to Longbourn on purpose to inquire after her to ensure that she had reached home safely after her carriage ride in the rainstorm. Mr. Darcy corroborated it with a bow, when they were suddenly arrested by the sight of the stranger, and Kitty happening to see the countenance of both as they looked at each other, was all astonishment at the effect of the meeting. Both changed color, one looked white, the other red. Mr. Wickham, after a few moments, touched his hat, a salutation which Mr. Darcy just deigned to return. What could be the meaning of it? It was impossible to imagine; it was impossible not to long to know.
In another minute Mr. Bingley, without seeming to have noticed what passed, took leave and rode on with his friend. Mr. Darcy had a very stone-faced expression after the encounter with Mr. Wickham and rode very stiffly.

Mr. Denny and Mr. Wickham walked with the group to the door of Mr. Phillips's house, and then made their bows, in spite of Lydia's pressing entreaties that they would come in, and even in spite of Mrs. Phillips' throwing up the parlor window and loudly seconding the invitation. Miss Bosworth took Lydia aside and reminded her that she had violated her agreement for proper deportment of the previous evening and would not be visiting her aunt again for quite a while.

Mrs. Phillips was always glad to see her nieces. She greeted them with great warmth. Then her civility was claimed towards Mr. Collins by Jane's introduction of him. She received him with her very best politeness, which he returned with as much more, apologizing for his intrusion without any previous acquaintance with her, which he could not help flattering himself, however, might be justified by his relationship to the young ladies who introduced him to her notice. Mrs. Phillips was quite awed by such an excess of good breeding; but her contemplation of one stranger was soon put an end to by exclamations and inquiries about the other, of whom, however, she could only tell her nieces what they already knew, that Mr. Denny had brought him from London, and that he was to have a lieutenant's commission in the ——shire. She had been watching him the last hour, she said, as he walked up and down the street, and had Mr. Wickham appeared, Kitty and Lydia would certainly have continued the occupation, but unluckily no one passed the windows now except a few of the officers, who in comparison with the stranger, were become "stupid, disagreeable fellows."

Some of them were to dine with the Phillipses the next day, and their aunt promised to make her husband call on Mr. Wickham, and give him an invitation also, if the family from Longbourn would come in the evening. This was agreed to, and Mrs. Phillips protested that they would have a nice comfortable noisy game of lottery tickets, and a little bit of hot supper afterwards. The prospect of such delights was very cheering, and they parted in mutual good spirits. Mr. Collins repeated his apologies in quitting the room, and was assured with unwearying civility that they were perfectly needless.

As they walked home, Kitty related what she had seen pass between the two gentlemen; but though Jane would have defended either or both, had they appeared to be wrong, she could no more explain such behavior than her sister. Miss Bosworth posited that there was some unpleasant history between the men. Since they knew the kind of man Mr. Darcy was, it would behoove them to be wary of Mr. Wickham. Lydia pouted at this injunction, since he was one of the more attractive officers.

Mr. Collins, on his return, protested that except Lady Catherine and her daughter, he had never seen a more elegant woman; for she had not only received him with the utmost civility, but had even pointedly included him in her invitation for the next evening, although utterly unknown to her before. Something he supposed might be attributed to his connection with them, but yet he had never met with so much attention in the whole course of his life. Lady Stanford merely smothered a smile at his description.

Miss Bosworth directed Kitty to share what she had seen with her aunt. Lady Stanford agreed that there was obviously an unhappy history between the men. “Kitty, it appears you may be in company with him, particularly this evening at your aunt’s. Please keep in mind that, although he may have looks, we know absolutely nothing about him. You must be as circumspect as you can in conversation until we are able to learn more about him. Do not let his good looks and what seems to be charm to blind your good sense.”

“I am glad you think I have good sense after Father called me silly.”

“You must admit, your conversation with Lydia gave him good cause. However, I think you have good sense when you stop to think about something.”

“Thank you. Should I have occasion to speak with him, I promise to be cautious and listen carefully.”

“And remember, if you have any questions, I am here to help you. Do you want me to join you this evening?”

“Only if you want to come play cards. Jane and Mr. Collins will be there, as will our aunt and uncle. Nothing untoward can happen.”

“That is true. However, it is a chance for you to make small talk as we have discussed with the various officers. You already know the others in attendance quite well, except for your cousin. This is a good chance to practice your growing skills in that area.”

“That is true. I had not really thought of that.”

“I look at all of our social engagements as practice for you. You can make little mistakes here where everyone already knows you, but by the time we get to town, you will have to be far more polished if you wish to be accepted.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

With Just a Little Guidance Chapters 9 and 10

ShannaGMay 06, 2015 05:57PM

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terrycgMay 07, 2015 10:12PM

Perhaps Darcy would be more disposed to warn people

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