Section I, Next Section
Intro: A young lady, such as Elizabeth Bennet would be expected to follow the wishes of her parents when they instructed her to do so. So, would our favourite heroine marry that odious toad-man? Not in my world. And so, we divert from the tale of Miss Jane Austen during chapter 20.
Mr. Bennet's Library Longbourn - The day after the Netherfield ball.
"Oh Mr. Bennet! You are wanted immediately! We are all in an uproar! You must come and make Lizzy marry Mr. Collins, for she vows she will not have him, and if you do not make haste he will change his mind and not have her!"
Mr. Bennet looked at his wife as she entered his room. He had known that Mr. Collins would propose to one of his daughters, but he had hoped it would not be his Lizzy.
Mr. Bennet was getting on in years, and despite his jokes to the contrary, he doubted that he would outlive his wife. One of his daughters must marry Mr. Collins, and if it is Lizzy he has chosen, Lizzy it must be. With sorrow in his eyes he addressed his wife, "Mrs. Bennet, leave me now, and ask Lizzy to come to me. I wish to speak with her."
Mrs. Bennet did as she was bid, as she was sure that Mr. Bennet would not dream of contradicting her. After a pause of five minutes, Mr. Bennet heard the door open, and, looking like he had aged 10 years in those five minutes, he invited his daughter to take a seat. He was so proud of the young woman before him. There was a determination in her eyes, and a spark that showed her confidence in him. In those eyes, he saw that she trusted him to not force her to marry that man. Mr. Bennet was so sorry that he would have to deny her wishes now.
"Lizzy, your mother has informed me that you have refused an offer of marriage from Mr. Collins."
"I have."
"She has also told me that she insists that you accept him." Lizzy nodded her agreement, though a little troubled about where this line of questioning was going. Surely her father would not insist.......no that was not worth considering. "This pains me to say, my dearest Lizzy."
Mr. Bennet moved toward his daughter, but she looked at him with knowing eyes, tears forming in them. Mr. Bennet realised that she would not welcome his comfort as he spoke his next sentence, so he just looked away and continued.
"I must insist on your marrying Mr. Collins."
Knowing that she could not fight with her father, but not willing to cry openly, she sat silently numb. Mrs. Bennet, who had been listening at the door, entered during this silence.
"Oh! Mr. Bennet! you are too good. Lizzy you will be married soon, such a comfort, a daughter married! And to a man who is to have an estate, oh Lizzy........."
Mr. Bennet wanted to interrupt, wanted to ease Lizzy's immediate pain, but he did not know what to say.
Lizzy, however, was not limited. With cold anger in her eyes she looked at first her mother and then her father. Addressing her mother, "There will be no wedding." As Lizzy rose to leave, both her parents began to speak. Mr. Bennet's voice prevailed.
"Lizzy, I know how you feel about this, but your mother and myself insist. You will marry Mr. Collins."
Mrs. Bennet continued the command, "Or we will never see you again." Smiling that she had had the final word, Mrs. Bennet began to sit herself down as Lizzy rose and walked toward the door.
"As you wish," were her only words as she exited the library. Mr. Bennet, too struck to speak, was left listening to his wife crow over the wedding, the clothes, and "Dear Mr. Collins".
Mr. Bennet could stand it no more. "Mrs. Bennet, I have done as you asked and sacrificed my Lizzy to that odious man. I will not listen to you any longer. Do not speak to Lizzy again today."
Mrs. Bennet hurried off to find Mr. Collins and tell him the good news while Mr. Bennet tried to read his book, but he could not concentrate. All he could see was the look on Lizzy's face and the words "As you wish."
No, he thought to himself, she will not do anything silly. She will probably remain in her room tonight, but tomorrow she will laugh it off and be resigned to her new life. Well, maybe the next day.
As predicted, Lizzy did not attend dinner; she had told Jane that she had a headache. Mr. Collins was loud in his praising of the absent party, as he was now sure that she would accept his addresses in the morning. Jane was quiet as she had received a note from Caroline Bingley informing her that Mr. Bingley had left for London, and the rest of the party would be following early the next morning without time to bid farewell.
Her aunt in London would surely take her in until she could make arrangements to go to her friend, Mrs. Leftfield in Scotland. Mrs. Leftfield, nee Miss Rightly of Hertfordshire, had married a nice gentleman of moderate fortune. The Leftfields were always asking Lizzy to visit, and this seemed perfect as she could go there for a while to plan a life without her family.
Lizzy packed a few things in a small bag, including what money she had available to herself and Jane (Jane had offered any assistance. When Lizzy had asked for money; Jane agreed and kept her suspicions to herself.) and her journal. The money should be enough to get to London by post.
She packed up her other personal items and left them with a note to Jane saying that she would send for them when she could. Lizzy crept into her bed. After the house was all asleep, she snuck to the kitchen for some food. She ate a little and packed a few biscuits for the morning as she would rise early.
While Mrs. Bennet and Mr. Collins were at breakfast rejoicing over the match, the intended bride (though not engaged so technically not jilting Mr. Collins) had long ago left the house through a tree near her window and began her walk to Meryton.
After breakfasting (far too early for Miss Bingley), Mr. Darcy decided to depart in his carriage before Miss Bingley and the Hursts left in Mr. Bingley's carriage (as he had gone to London on horseback).
Mr. Darcy would avoid travel with Miss Bingley at all costs, and she had hinted that she would be more comfortable with less people in the carriage.
Mr. Darcy had selected a gift for his sister from a small shop in Meryton and needed to pick it up before departing for London. As his carriage began to leave the town, Mr. Darcy noticed a familiar young lady leaving the carriage office.
She carried a small bag, looked as though she had walked from home to Meryton, and she looked very sad. It was not that she had walked to Meryton that surprised Mr. Darcy, but the hour that she did it, alone and with a bag. It was not one of these things that led him to stop his carriage; it was the sadness in her eyes and the thought that he may never see them sparkle again.
Mr. Darcy stepped from his carriage and walked a little hesitantly towards Elizabeth. A voice was calling from the office, "I am truly sorry Miss Bennet."
"Miss Bennet," Mr. Darcy made his presence known and was confronted with a crying Miss Elizabeth Bennet. He was pulled in different directions. One was to give the poor woman some privacy, and the other was to offer his assistance, to try to comfort her.
The latter won, and he took another step towards her and offered to relieve her of her bag. In her anger and confusion she allowed him to take her bag and guide her to a bench about 100 yards away. She sat and put her face in her hands and wept.
After a few minutes Lizzy composed herself, but before she could speak, her companion did. "Miss Bennet, you appear unwell, can I offer my carriage to take you home?"
"Home...Home. That is a joke Mr. Darcy, for I have no parents," she began to cry again.
A very confused and concerned Mr. Darcy continued, "Miss Bennet, your parents, Longbourn..."
"My parents will not see me, for I refused to...to ...to marry..." Lizzy was very upset, and this is how she will later explain to herself her openness with a man she dislikes.
"Please, do not continue, if I may. Are you attempting to tell me that Mr. Collins has made you an offer of marriage, and you refused him."
"Yes, and that is why I must get to my Aunt Gardiner's."
"Your relatives in London. What time is your coach? I will wait with you." She began to cry violently. Mr. Darcy was at a loss as to what to do. He was in a public place, though a little secluded by the trees, unchaperoned with a distressed single woman who he admired and was well on the way to loving...yes he just thought that. He moved a little towards her, and gently placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Miss Bennet," he risked propriety "Elizabeth," he spoke softly. The shock of hearing her Christian name was enough.
"The next coach is full, and if I am to wait for the next, I will be found and returned to Mr. and Mrs. Bennet and Mr. Collins." She very nearly spat the words.
"Miss Bennet, I am travelling to London, and though it is improper as I am travelling alone, I offer you a seat in my carriage. I have two footmen and the driver, so we will not be alone, but you would be the only lady."
Recovering a little, the hope flickering in her eyes, though confused why this proud man would potentially compromise his reputation, she was not unwilling to accept. "I thank you for your offer and I accept it."
With that, Mr. Darcy rose, collected Lizzy's bag in one hand and offered her his other arm for support, and they walked towards his carriage. Mr. Darcy handed Lizzy into his carriage and followed closely behind. They began their six hour journey to London.
What Mr. Darcy did not see was Mr. Bingley's carriage pass them as they got settled and began to move. The occupants of the Bingley carriage had not seen the occupants of the other, but Miss Bingley was concerned and asked Mr. Hurst to stop the coach. As Darcy's was moving, Mr. Hurst saw no reason to stop, and Mrs. Hurst agreed, reminding her sister that they would all meet when they stopped to lunch in three hours.
The first half an hour of the ride was quiet. Lizzy did not know what to say after thanking Mr. Darcy, and the gentleman was not sure if he should speak at all. He was not sure why he offered her transportation, but he did not want to see his Elizabeth (as he was beginning to think of her) married to that man. Of course she would marry one day, but not to his aunt's clergyman. He would be forced to see her when he visited Rosings and to see her with that man was not acceptable. The added bonus was he was not opposed to the idea of looking at the eyes and the smile of the woman across from him for six hours. Love is not kind; though he knows he cannot have her, to admire her does no harm...does it?
Forty minutes into the trip, Lizzy thought it time to begin to speak. If she did not speak to the man with her, she would spend the trip crying, and now that she is not engaged and will not be forced to return to Longbourn, she can be happy for a time. "Mr. Darcy, I would like to thank you again for your assistance."
"You are very welcome Miss Bennet," he paused and looked at her. She seemed to wish to speak. "Do you wish to talk about it Miss Bennet? I apologize for the presumption, but you have already stated that your family is lost to you, and I know my sister always feels better after speaking of her troubles."
"Thank you Mr. Darcy, but I am sure that you do not wish to hear of my troubles."
"Do not worry yourself. If you wish to speak I will listen, if you want an opinion, or any assistance I can give, I will offer it."
"Why would someone like you offer to help me after the way you have treated ... it doesn't matter. I thank you again for this transportation but will not ask for another thing."
"Someone like you? The way I have treated who? Why are you so angry with me? Miss Bennet, we have another five hours of travel together; please, will you explain what you mean that I may defend myself?"
"Mr. Darcy, I did not wish to discuss this for you are doing me such a service by conveying me to London, but as you insist on knowing, I will say only that Mr. Wickham has told me of your childhood and how you have left him by the side of the road as you traveled on."
Darcy stopped himself from speaking. He was angry that she would believe someone like Wickham. After a few minutes thought he realised that she had no reason not to believe him. He decided to stay quiet, for what could he say to convince her without bringing his sister into the discussion.
Another few minutes passed, and he decided that he could no longer bear the silence and tension. He could not bear for Elizabeth Bennet to think ill of him. He was sure he could trust her discretion. Fifteen minutes after she had spoken, Mr. Darcy broke the silence.
"Miss Bennet, if you will allow, may I tell you my side of my history with George Wickham? You have heard his; I only ask that you listen and decide whom you wish to trust. We have two hours until we stop for lunch, and, if you wish, I will assist you in obtaining a separate conveyance the rest of the way." She nodded slightly and he continued.
"I will start at the beginning, as I am unaware of what I am accused, though I can imagine. Please allow me to tell you our history before you speak." She nodded again.
"George Wickham was the son of my late father's steward. We played together as boys, and my father was fond of him. My father was his godfather and supported him at school and Cambridge. Mr. Wickham Senior died while we were at school, and my father continued his support, not wavering in his regard. I, however, had long learnt of George's dissident behaviour. I will not go into the details of his behaviour, but he gambled and spent a great deal of time in the company of women of a certain reputation.
"My own father died five years ago. When the living that George was destined for fell vacant, he declared no intention of taking it, and asked for and received a sum of money in exchange for the living. He expressed a wish of studying the law. I did not believe that he would, but I had hoped..." Here Darcy paused. His voice was beginning to stammer with emotion, and he knew the worst was yet to come.
"Before I continue, I must ask you to keep the details of the following to yourself, as it involves one who could be very badly hurt in both reputation and her own emotional state if this was to go further."
"Of course, but if it is so detrimental to a party other than those present, please do not continue, it can be of little matter what I think about you or Mr. Wickham. You have told me enough that I do not know what to think, but as I will not see either of you again, it can be of little matter"
"Miss Bennet, I wish you to know the whole truth," he said simply. She nodded, and Mr. Darcy continued.
"I thought that all ties between George Wickham and myself were now dissolved, but he did not let it be so. You have heard me speak of my sister?" She indicated the truth of it. "Wickham encountered my sister at Ramsgate last summer when she was there with a lady in whose character I was sadly disappointed. I later found that Mrs. Younge had a history with George, so the "chance" encounter with my sister involved very little chance.
"Over a period of days George convinced my sister that she was in love with him, and she consented to an elopement. Georgiana's saviour was her confession to me when I arrived unexpectedly, and her excuse must be her age; she was only 15.
"I removed my sister to Pemberley and sent George Wickham from our lives. I know not of what he has accused me, but I ask you to acquit me of cruelty to him."
Silence filled the carriage as Elizabeth thought about what she had been told. At first she thought that Mr. Darcy was taking a liberty in telling her all of this, but then she realised that he was only defending himself against accusations that were imposed upon her on very little acquaintance. In the beginning she did not want to believe him, but he did not know what Wickham had said...and such a story about his sister he would not fabricate.
After half an hour of considering, Elizabeth wanted to speak. She believed the man in front of her. The man Wickham described would not have offered her carriage to London, nor would he have been so open about his past and his sister.
"Mr. Darcy, What you have said...What Mr. Wickham said...I did not know..."
"Miss Bennet, do not concern yourself. You know the truth now; you could not have known the true Mr. Wickham, he can please when he chooses..." Lizzy began to smile a little and, her companion was shocked, but to see her smile was almost worth it. "Why do you smile Miss Bennet? I am glad that you do but am not sure what has caused it."
Looking at her hands and blushing at his comment, Lizzy replied "Mr. Wickham said the same of you. That you could please where you choose. I believed him then, but I would not now."
A companionable silence ensued, and neither wanted to break it until they were less than half an hour away from their lunch stop. "Miss Bennet, would you like for me to arrange for a different carriage to convey you to London; though, you are welcome to continue your journey with me."
"Thank you Mr. Darcy, I would like to continue with you. You said before that you would listen, and I believe that I would like to talk to you about my situation."
"I would be honoured by your company. Oh no."
"What is it?"
"Our stop for lunch..."
"Yes??"
"Well I was to stop with Miss Bingley and the Hursts."
"Oh..."
"This may sound a little forward, but I assure you that it is in both our interests."
"Yes?"
"What would you say to stopping a little out of town? I will send one of my men in to collect our lunch, and we can stop to eat it elsewhere."
"I agree that it may be best that we are not found to be traveling together, especially by those parties, and a picnic sounds like a sunbeam in my current storm."
It was agreed and quickly arranged. Within the hour Miss Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy and his servants were settled for a quick lunch. Both Elizabeth and Darcy spoke to the footmen and driver as much as each other, and the five of them had an enjoyable, if hurried meal.
"Mr. Darcy, thank you for arranging lunch; I do not know what I would have said to Miss Bingley."
"Think nothing of it; it was as much for my well being as your own."
She laughed a little at the idea of Miss Bingley attempting to gain passage in the Darcy carriage in the hopes of becoming Mrs. Darcy.
"Mr. Darcy, may I trespass on you a little more and tell you of my troubles? You did say earlier that you would listen," Lizzy said a little shyly.
"Of course Miss Bennet, if you wish it."
"As you already know, Mr. Collins proposed to me yesterday morning. I refused, but my mother insisted that I accept him. I expected nothing less from her, but my father...my father agreed with her for the security of my sisters and my mother in the event of his death. I understand their wishes, but I cannot marry that man. I would do anything to ensure their future and my own, but I cannot marry a man I do not love. I realize, this makes me different from many women and their mothers, but to marry without love would not...I mean, I cannot...am I wrong?"
"I am sorry...do you want me to answer that for you? I have seen many a fortune hunter, and, no, I do not think that you are wrong, but what does leaving help you? Even married to a man you do not love, you would have a home."
"A home with a man I cannot respect is no home. I would rather work as a servant," a little under her breath she added, "and I may need to."
Mr. Darcy's estimation of his companion increased a great deal. They both sat quietly for a while. Darcy had an idea for Elizabeth. He wanted to marry her, but she hated him only a few hours ago. She would never accept him, but his sister did need a companion...
"Mr. Darcy, is it proper for a man in your position to travel with a young lady other than your fiancée?"
"I thought we discussed this earlier, but circumstances required...sorry, what did you say? I do not have a fiancée."
"Oh, I though perhaps Mr. Wickham had not been totally incorrect in his representations of yourself."
"About a fiancée?"
"Yes, your cousin."
Mr. Darcy laughed at this. Something Lizzy never thought she would see.
"I fail to see the humour, sir."
"Oh, I am sorry Miss Bennet; it is just that Mr. Wickham has a half truth. My aunt wishes her daughter to be mistress of Pemberley, my home. But I am neither engaged to her, nor do I wish to become so."
"Well, neither of us are destined to marry our cousins." Lizzy laughed.
What am I saying, how can I say this to this man? I know him well enough now but this is too personal, Lizzy thought.
A silence fell that was not totally comfortable for either. Mr. Darcy broke it, "Miss Bennet, if I am not being too forward, what are your plans? Surely you cannot remain with your aunt and uncle; will they not return you to your father?"
"I believe that they would allow me to stay with them, but I do not wish to impose. As I will not marry to secure my comfort, I will have to work to earn my keep. I have friends in Scotland who I am sure will assist me in finding a post."
"So far?"
"Unless I find something before I leave, yes."
"Miss Bennet, please do not answer me now, but my sister is in need of a friend and companion. She is shy but intelligent and loving. If you were to accept, I would ask you to be her companion until next summer." She tried to interrupt, "Please, do not answer now, we have two hours of this journey left, and then you will be spending a few days in London. I will ask for you decision at the end of the week."
"I will answer you by that time."
Another silence ensued.
Lizzy dozed for a while, but the jolting of the carriage and the turmoil in her mind prevented any sleep. In her relaxed state she remembered her sister's letter from Caroline Bingley. She had nothing to lose by asking. "Mr. Darcy, may I ask a question? I believe we must have some conversation."
He smiled at her playful reference to their dance, when he was holding her hand briefly, "Of course Miss Bennet, though I cannot fathom what you could wish to know."
"My sister had a letter from Miss Bingley. There were two points that I wish to know about."
"I do not know how I can help, but I will try." He did have an idea, but did not wish to tell her that.
"First she indicated that Mr. Bingley was likely to be married soon." Seeing the look of confusion on his face, Lizzy continued, "...to your sister."
"To my sister? She is but 16, not out yet and in need of friends, not a husband."
Satisfied with this answer Lizzy continued, "Also, that Mr. Bingley is not likely to return to Hertfordshire."
"Mr. Bingley did not say as much, but Miss Bingley hoped to convince him that he had no reason to return. I must confess that I was to assist in this matter, for he had a preference for a young lady, but her feelings were less clear to us." Lizzy was going to interrupt here. He expected she would try, as they both knew who the young lady was, but he stopped her. "We believed her to accept his attentions but not to return them. The look on your face now tells me that I am mistaken."
"Very much, sir," she said shortly. Softening a little, she continued, "Charlotte said that Jane does not show her feelings. Perhaps she is right, but I know how deeply she really does feel. I just hope that she gets the opportunity to show it."
"I am glad you spoke of this. I fear that my friend would have been very hurt by being separated from your sister. I will ensure that they are not kept apart by myself ............or his sister."
"Thank you, you do not know what this will mean to her; what it means to me."
Darcy did all that he could to refrain from begging her to marry him. This woman had principles, love, devotion, and, usually, spirit. And those fine eyes...
Mr. Darcy thought that it may not be acceptable to the lady's relatives if she arrived unchaperoned in the company of a gentleman with whom they are unacquainted. So, he made a suggestion.
"Miss Bennet, we are nearing London, but I fear that the method of your arrival will not be appreciated by your relatives."
"What do you mean?" She looked around the carriage, "Oh, yes you are correct."
"I do have an idea, if you would be agreeable." She nodded that he should continue. "My housekeeper is currently in my townhouse preparing for my arrival. We could collect her and go forward to your aunts house in..."
"Gracechurch Street, in Cheapside. And, yes, Mr. Darcy, that is a very kind offer. I hope that it does not inconvenience you."
"It does not." She could not understand just how much this plan of remaining in her company an extra period of time did not inconvenience him. He had decided that Elizabeth Bennet was the only woman he could marry, and she should never have to work. The longer he could remain in her presence, the longer he had to work out a way to find out if she could feel the same way. They had been able to talk about all sorts of topics for the latter part of the journey, despite what the lady had predicted their taste in books was similar and as predicted by the gentleman the differences led to no end of topics. Miss Bennet had even seemed to have forgotten her troubles for a little while and returned to her normal self.
They arrived at the Darcy town house and a footman quickly retrieved the housekeeper who joined Mr. Darcy and Miss Bennet in the carriage. Introductions were made quickly and if Mrs. Smythe was unsettled by the arrangements, she did not show it.
"Mama, Mama, come look, the hugest carriage has arrived and a tall man is helping a lady out...wait the lady is Cousin Lizzy." And with that, Annabelle could not be restrained, and she ran for the door to see Lizzy enter the room followed by the tall gentleman. Mrs. Gardiner followed not far behind her daughter. She greeted Lizzy as she attempted to untangle her daughter from her niece.
"Anny, please go back to the schoolroom, you can talk to Lizzy later. First I must speak with her." Annabelle left the room, and Lizzy stepped forward and fell into her aunt's arms crying.
Mr. Darcy stood a little distant from the aunt and niece, a little unsure as to what to say or do. He began to fiddle with his pinkie ring and look at the floor. Mrs. Gardiner recovered herself and gently pushed Lizzy away.
Lizzy dried her eyes a little with the back of her hands and remembered that Mr. Darcy was standing behind her.
"Aunt, may I present Mr. Darcy, Mr. Darcy, this is Mrs. Gardiner." They greeted each other and then Mr. Darcy spoke to Elizabeth.
"Miss Bennet, I will take my leave. May I call on you tomorrow?"
"Yes, thank you Mr. Darcy, I would like that. Thank you again for your assistance today." She curtseyed and he bowed and left.
"Lizzy, not that I am not glad to see you, but what has happened?" Mrs. Gardiner asked as she guided her niece into the sitting room.
Lizzy sat on a sofa beside her aunt and, as her shoulders began to shudder as she held back the tears, she told her aunt about Mr. Collins, his proposal, her refusal, and her parents' actions before the sobs engulfed her.
Mrs. Gardiner was patient with her niece while she allowed her to cry. She expected this reaction from her sister-in-law and, perhaps, even Mr. Bennet. She also knew Lizzy. She knew that Lizzy would not marry for mercenary reasons. Mrs. Gardiner comforted her niece and told her that she could remain as long as she wished, but she must think of her future.
"My dear Lizzy, of course you may remain here with your uncle and myself, but I fear that your parents will send for you. If you do not return they will likely come to collect you by the end of the month."
"Yes, thank you Aunt. You are correct. I had planned to write to my friend in Scotland (it is probably best that you do not know to whom I intend to go), but Mr. Darcy has offered me a position as a companion for his sister." Lizzy thought that Mr. Darcy had feelings for her but would not offer this information to her aunt, especially as she did not know her own feelings. Lizzy did not need to tell her aunt of Mr. Darcy's preference; this was clear to Mrs. Gardiner from her short acquaintance with the gentleman.
Mrs. Gardiner asked a few questions about Mr. Darcy, and Lizzy answered with as little reference to her own feelings as possible. She did say, however, that she was undecided about the job.
Lizzy went to bed without seeing any other members of the family. Breakfast would be early enough to explain herself to her uncle. She did not fear him sending her home, just her own future.
Mr. Darcy arrived at his townhouse to find a note from Mr. Bingley, but more surprising was the note from Miss Bingley.
Dearest Mr. Darcy,We were sorry to miss you at our lunch stop. Louisa and I were desolate without you. We plan to call on you in the morning with Charles. I have only been with him for an hour now, and he is surprised by our arrival but has agreed to remain in town for two months.
Yours, Caroline Bingley
Mr. Darcy dropped the note into the fire. He no longer had a desire to separate Mr. Bingley from Miss Jane Bennet. He would encourage his friend to return to Netherfield with or without Miss Bingley.
Mr. Bingley's note was a simple invitation to dine the following day. He would refuse, but if all went as planned, Mr. Bingley would be on his way to Meryton by dinnertime.
Mr. Darcy was at his breakfast table when a voice accosted him.
"My dear Mr. Darcy," He really disliked being thus addressed, unless it was Miss Elizabeth Bennet...but his thoughts digress...
"Good morning, Miss Bingley, Good Morning, Charles, would you care to join me?"
"Thank you Darcy, but we have..." Mr. Bingley was interrupted as his sister pushed him aside and seated herself at Mr. Darcy's right hand.
"Of course. Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Darcy," Caroline cooed, batting her eyelashes.
"Well, Miss Bingley," he addressed the lady as she began to fill the plate. "As your brother and myself have breakfasted, we will adjourn to our club. You may remain and complete your breakfast, and we will return within the hour. Good Day." Mr. Darcy turned on his heel and led his friend from the room and the house without another word. Both gentlemen thought they heard a rather unfeminine grunt as they left, but wisely chose to keep walking.
As Darcy and Bingley walked, Mr. Bingley began.
"Well, it is quite a surprise to see you here. I expected to return to Netherfield today, but Caroline told me that you wished to remain in London for two months. I am not sure that I wish to remain with you, but we may discuss it this evening."
"No, why do we not walk to the park and discuss it now; it is such a nice day."
"Darcy, man, what has come over you? But, as you wish." They turned toward the park and walked in silence until Darcy began.
"Charles, I think that you should return to Netherfield today as you planned. I will be remaining in London for a little while, but I will return by month's end. I am sure that you will have sufficient...er...ah...distractions to keep you busy until my return."
"Darcy, I have never heard you speak so. Are you well? It is just that you seem, well, I cannot explain it, but I will not argue."
"Charles, I do not know how to explain. I will say that a mirror was placed in front of me, and I did not like what I saw. The holder of the mirror...well, they showed me how I appear to strangers." The emotion began to rise in his voice in a way that he had never demonstrated since the loss of his parents. "Charles, I want to be happy and have found the person to help me. Though, she may not have me. I do not wish for you to suffer for my errors in judgment." Darcy stopped before he poured out any further details.
Bingley paused and began tentatively, "So you approve of my...distraction?"
Darcy laughed heartily, slapped Bingley on the back, and answered, "If you leave to your town house now, you may be prepared to leave before your sister returns. She will be home in time to wave you goodbye and wish you a good journey. I am sure it will take her a few days to prepare to leave," Darcy said with a smile.
Through laughter Charles replied, "Yes, I believe you are right. Thank you. I hope to see you at Netherfield soon." Bingley ran in the direction of his house as Darcy turned toward his home thinking, 'I hope so too, Bingley.'
Darcy arrived in time to step into his carriage (congratulating his staff on their timing) and think about what to say to Elizabeth...Miss Bennet when he sees her.
Lizzy was confused. The events of the previous day had prevented any real sleep. On the one hand, there was the way her father acted (her mother's actions did not surprise her), and how she had left. While on the other hand there was Mr. Darcy. So attentive and polite, but he probably will not call. Lizzy did not know if she wished him to call or not. She knew that she admired the man, but could she take a job from him and live in his home with these feelings developing? No, she would not decide now, she had a week.
After breakfast, Lizzy excused herself from her aunt and uncle and accompanied her cousins to their schoolroom. The lessons were a little more fun than usual as Lizzy and the nanny played games with the children until the housekeeper interrupted to inform Lizzy that she had a visitor. She left the children, went to her room to check her gown and hair, and then moved to the parlour.
Before entering, Lizzy stood at the door and observed Mr. Darcy conversing happily with Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner. With a smile on her face Lizzy entered the room and the conversation stopped mid-sentence.
All the occupants of the room stood, but Mr. Darcy was transfixed. Mrs. Gardiner observed it and smiled knowingly at her husband. Mr. Darcy moved toward Lizzy as the Gardiners sat down again to watch (but not too closely).
"Good morning Miss Bennet," he said with a bow. "I hope that you are well."
"I thank you sir, I am quite well."
"I meant to call sooner, but I was walking with Mr. Bingley."
"Oh."
"He is leaving today, to return to Netherfield."
"Netherfield?" a little surprised but happy, Mr. Darcy continued to improve in Lizzy's eyes. "Are you...is the entire party to return to Netherfield?"
"I believe that, after our little walk this morning, that Mr. Bingley will return alone as soon as he can arrange it. His sisters and brother-in-law I do not know about, but I do not think that he returns for their company."
Her playfulness returned with his smile. "I do not comprehend your meaning." Lizzy smiled, and her aunt and uncle watched, glad that their niece seemed so happy. Mr. Gardiner excused himself as he had work to do. Mr. Darcy wanted to think of a reason to stay but could not.
A strained silence began to fall over the room, and Mrs. Gardiner broke it as she heard her children on the stairs. "Lizzy, it is time for the children's walk. Would you mind taking them? I have business with the nanny."
The Gardiner children entered the room. Walks with Cousin Lizzy were always an adventure. The eldest girl spoke up, "Please, Lizzy, take us for a walk. We love your stories and the adventures you make from a walk in the park."
"Of course, I would be happy to Aunt. Mr. Darcy, forgive me, perhaps I shall see you again while you are in town."
"I will return to see you, if I may, but I am in need of exercise. If you and your young charges would permit me, I would like to accompany you."
"Why Mr. Darcy, you do not know what you are allowing yourself to fall into."
The eldest boy decided that it was safe to talk to the man that was smiling at Cousin Lizzy, so he spoke while walking up to Darcy, "Do you know the stories Lizzy tells us?"
Bending down to child level, "No, but I am looking forward to hearing all about it."
A blushing Lizzy left the room to collect her bonnet as Mr. Darcy collected his hat and gloves. Mrs. Gardiner tied the bonnets on her two daughters' heads and told the youngest child that he could not attend his three siblings and Lizzy as four years old is not yet old enough for the long walks Lizzy likes to take. All the while Mrs. Gardiner was fascinated by the gentleman who obviously loved her niece.
The pirates returned from their walk. Well, pirates is what they were in Lizzy's story. A good time had been had by all, even the two eldest walkers. Both were enjoying the company of the other. Darcy had mentioned the job again, but Lizzy had efficiently avoided answering directly. She wanted to be near this man, but not as a companion for his sister. Lizzy recognized that she was beginning to be well in the middle of falling in love with him.
The children were quickly ushered to their rooms by their nanny as the party entered the house. Mrs. Gardiner was on the stairs on her way to the parlour where Darcy was taking his leave rather reluctantly. The lack of a chaperone did not bother them as they had spent a great deal of time in each others company, but the fact that he was leaving did bother Darcy.
"Miss Bennet, I fear that I have taken up too much of your time. I will return on Friday for your answer about the position."
"Thank you Mr. Darcy. I am sure that I will know what I will be doing by then. Thank you for your company today, I hope that little Jonothan was not too much of a problem."
"No, not at all. I had long wondered what it would be like to have a large growth around my leg when I walk in the park." They both laughed and this was how Mrs. Gardiner found them.
"Mr. Darcy, I am pleased to hear that you enjoyed your trip on the pirate ship. I see that you are preparing to leave. Would you care to return to dinner tomorrow evening? Jonothan particularly asked for your company, and Susannah told me that you are in town alone."
Darcy quickly looked to Lizzy who was looking at him with a mixture of anticipation and apprehension. He took this as encouragement and answered that he would be happy to return for dinner the following evening. He said his adieus and left.
Mrs. Gardiner talked with Lizzy for a few hours. They talked about Lizzy's plans, her walk with the children and, of course, they spoke of Mr. Darcy. Mrs. Gardiner spoke of him with the highest respect. She knew of his family and the kindness of his father. Lizzy agreed with her aunt's statements. She was realizing that what she felt for this man was strong, but if he did not feel it she would certainly not live in his home.
Mrs. Gardiner was sure that Mr. Darcy loved Lizzy and Lizzy loved Mr. Darcy. If only the declaration would come, all would be settled.
Lizzy entered the breakfast room the following morning to find her uncle alone with a letter in his hands.
"Lizzy sit down we need to talk." She silently complied. "Do not be alarmed for I will not force you to return to Longbourn, but I think it fair to tell you what this letter says." Lizzy nodded and looked at her uncle.
"This letter is from your father. He tells me that you are required at Longbourn as your cousin would like to marry you. He has the consent of your parents but your father will not announce an engagement until you accept him. Your father believes that you will return and accept your cousin and asks me to arrange your speedy return or he will arrive in four days to collect you. It appears that your cousin thinks you are in London for wedding clothes" Lizzy looked at her uncle in disbelief. She had hoped that her father would not force the issue if she left Longbourn.
Lizzy stood "Thank you uncle, I will leave in the morning and go to Scotland to my friend there. I sent a letter to them and I do not doubt that they will have me. I can not remain here."
"Lizzy slow down. You have four days before your father's arrival so you do not need to leave quite so quickly. I will help you as much as I can." Lizzy sat down again, on the verge of tears. She recovered herself as her aunt entered with her four children in tow.
A rather sedate breakfast was had and Lizzy spent the remainder of the day in her room alone, crying and thinking.
Mr. Darcy arrived precisely on the appointed hour (he had circled the block twice to ensure that he arrived on time). The ladies were not yet dressed and the three youngest children were to remain above stairs so Mr. Darcy had the company of Mr. Gardiner alone. Mr. Gardiner suspected that Mr. Darcy knew of his nieces troubles so after the exchange of pleasantries he dove into the important conversation without further preamble.
"Mr. Darcy, I know you but a little but you have known my sister's family for a number of months now?"
Darcy was a little taken back by the question but decided that this man was deserving of some trust for Elizabeth trusted this family with her future. "A few months, yes."
He nodded and continued "Elizabeth has told you of her troubles?" Mr. Darcy nodded "It seems that Mr. Bennet is to come and collect his daughter soon."
"That cannot be, she cannot marry that man, she does not, he does not deserve her." Darcy cried with a great deal of emotion.
"Mr. Darcy, that is a very strong response from a gentleman so unconnected with this family, but I will attribute it to the best possible motives." Mr. Gardiner smiled as he spoke "I believe that you have offered her a position as your sister's companion."
Darcy interrupted, a little ashamed by his earlier outburst but not ashamed of the sentiment behind them "You seem to know a great deal more than you showed initially, Mr. Gardiner."
"You do not show your entire hand at the beginning of a game of poker." He paused "I can see a lot more than you or Lizzy would wish, I believe, sir."
Any response was prevented by the entry of the ladies and Susannah.
Dinner passed with a great deal of polite conversation, Susannah and Mr. Darcy had a very interesting conversation about doll houses, and rather than separate for port the gentlemen accompanied the ladies to the lounge. As they rose to leave the dining room, Darcy held Lizzy back.
"Miss Elizabeth, I must speak to you, if you would permit."
Lizzy lowered her eyes, embarrassed, hopeful and scared. Mr. Darcy continued, stepping toward Lizzy and reaching for her hand, which she let him take "Elizabeth, please allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you. I have felt this way for many weeks now and our journey to London, talking to you, hearing what you had to say made me realise how little I deserve you, but I cannot have you leave to travel to Scotland, and I cannot have you live at Pemberley in my employ as a companion to Georgiana. There is only one way that I wish to see you at Pemberley. Miss Elizabeth Bennet, would you make me the happiest of men and consent to be my wife." He took a breath, not realising that he had not taken one since he began to speak.
"Mr. Darcy, I do not know what to say. My feelings for you have changed so much in the last few days.....I believe that I......I greatly admire and love you. Yes Mr. Darcy, I thank you for your proposal and accept." She smiled at him with love in her eyes, then that playful smile took over "I could not have moved to your home under other circumstances."
Darcy could not speak, his emotions were surfacing so he brought her hand (that he still held) to his lips and kissed it with such warmth that Lizzy felt like she would melt. After a few minutes of looking lovingly into each others eyes, they were interrupted by the discreet cough of Mr. Gardiner. They both looked at him, a little guiltily but with such smiles that Mr. Gardiner did not doubt the arrangements that had been made here.
"Am I to congratulate you."
"Oh uncle" Lizzy ran to her uncles arms. He held her for a moment then gently pushed her away.
"I will return with Mrs. Gardiner in a minute." Lizzy turned to Darcy and they both moved back to the table. Mr. Gardiner entered the room "Mrs. Gardiner will be here as soon as Susannah is safely upstairs, I believe that we need to talk."
Mrs. Gardiner entered the room, kissed Lizzy on the head and suggested that, as Susannah was now upstairs they should move to the comfort of the parlour.
"Mr. Gardiner," Mr. Darcy spoke first, "you were saying that we need to talk. Did you wish to begin, or shall I?"
"I shall. I will first congratulate you again, but your journey to the alter may not be smooth. Mr. and Mrs. Bennet have given their consent to Mr. Collins to marry Lizzy. Though an engagement is not announced, that is all that is missing, and my brother-in-law can be stubborn."
Lizzy interrupted, "Surely you do not think that my father would object to this marriage? A marriage that would make me so happy..."
They looked dreamily into each other's eyes until Darcy remembered where he was.
"Elizabeth, I do not know your father well, but we must be prepared for any reaction. I believe that your mother will not object to the change in plans."
Mr. Gardiner chuckled a little. "I am sure that you are right, but it is Mr. Bennet's approval to the match that I am not sure about. Before I allow this to go any further, I need to know how far you will go to marry my niece."
A little unhappy at having his love questioned like this Darcy answered, "Mr. Gardiner, Elizabeth is the only woman who I could marry. I will do whatever it takes to secure her as my wife. If need be, and she consents, we will travel to Gretna Green, marry, and remain on my Scottish properties for a year. It is not only Mr. Bennet who may object to this marriage. My aunt, Mr. Collins' patroness, will be severely displeased, but this I," he took Lizzy's hand, "we, will face together."
"You are right, Mr. Darcy, I am sorry for questioning you, but you have a bumpy road ahead. Lizzy has already suffered enough in the last few days."
Mrs. Gardiner decided it was time to conclude the evening and invited Mr. Darcy to return the following morning. Perhaps for another trip on the high seas.
"Oh no, Mrs. Gardiner, I thank you, but I think that I will make the trip to Longbourn tomorrow." Lizzy looked at him questioningly. "No my love, I will go alone. For you to return to Longbourn before consent is granted may not be the best for us. Please allow me to have my way in this."
"I agree with you sir," Mr. Gardiner said before Lizzy could speak. "Lizzy it is best that you remain here."
"It seems that I have been outnumbered." Smiling, Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner watched as Lizzy led Mr. Darcy to the door. "I will remain here until your return. The day after tomorrow?"
He kissed her hand, bowed, and said, "I will be away not a minute longer than I must be." With a quick bow to the Gardiners he was gone.
Darcy returned two days after his proposal was accepted. Lizzy met him in the parlour as Mrs. Gardiner was out with her youngest children.
"Dearest, Loveliest, Elizabeth." She ran to his arms before she remembered where she was. Quickly disengaging themselves, Darcy was a little shocked by her affection but was happy to have had the contact.
"I have news for you." They sat down on two chairs opposite each other. "It appears that your cousin's affections are not so constant as your parents believed." She looked at him, confused, as he continued, "You have your younger sisters loud voices to thank. He heard them speaking of your less than planned departure, and he decided that you would not be a good parsons wife and that Lady Catherine would not approve of you." She smiled. "And he is right, she will not approve. I however, do, as does your father." He handed her a note.
"I have one further note for you that I believe you will enjoy reading."
"Have you been reading my mail, sir?" she asked with a smile in her eyes.
"Not at all, madam, but does not your sister always give you good news?" He handed her the letter. "I believe that I will go and acquaint your uncle with the results of my journey while you, my lovely Elizabeth, read your letters."
She smiled and nodded with tears of joy staining her face as Darcy left the room.
Dearest Lizzy,You know that I do not like to write, as a rule, but I believe that it is essential in this case. A nervous, wealthy young man has just left my home and will be returning in the morning for an answer to his request. Mr. Darcy has asked for you hand in marriage. I refused in the first instance as you have long disliked the man, and now that Jane is to marry Mr. Bingley I do not feel that you need to be forced into a marriage you do not wish to enter. Mr. Darcy did not leave when I refused him; he calmly asked why. I did not answer him except by a question, "Why do you wish to marry her?" He answered me that he loves you. Apparently he has spent a great deal of time in your company, as well as that of your aunt and uncle, and is desperate to have you. I informed him that I will not force you to marry against your will, and he paused. I believe he was about to challenge that statement, but he took a breath and assured me that you had accepted his proposals. I informed him that I would need to consider his request, and he left. On the morrow I will inform him that if you have accepted his proposals then I will give my consent.
Lizzy please return home. Mr. Collins has left. He overheard your sisters discussing your departure, and he has scurried away to Hunsford. Your sister, Jane, would dearly love to see you and I, well, I am truly sorry for my behaviour earlier, but I am sure you understand.
Your loving father,
Lizzy did not expect such a long letter from her father, ever, for he did not often write, and this one was full of surprises. Mr. Bennet rarely explained his motives and thoughts but here he had done both. Lizzy was glad of his consent, but she was still angry at her father, and did not know if she wished to return to Longbourn. She quickly opened the second letter.
Dearest sister,I am so happy! I am glad to take this opportunity to congratulate you, and ask for your congratulations in return. Mr. Bingley has returned to Netherfield and we are to be married! Our mother is so happy, and father, well, father is happy for us, but until your Mr. Darcy arrived he was very sad for you. Father fears that you will not see him because of Mr. Collins, but I am sure that is all forgotten as you now have Mr. Darcy. Oh Lizzy! please return home soon.
Jane
Tears of joy were flowing down both Lizzy's cheeks when her uncle and Mr. Darcy entered the room laughing at a joke that Mr. Gardiner had just made. All laughter fell from their faces as Darcy moved to Lizzy's side.
"What is the matter my dear? Did your father not give you his consent? Did your sister have bad news?"
"No, neither." Lizzy wiped her eyes and cheeks as her uncle moved towards a chair on the far side of the room and picked up the newspaper. "It is just...I do not know if I can go back, not after what my father and mother did, or tried to do..." She controlled the sobs and Darcy took her hand as they sat in silence for a couple of minutes until Darcy placed his hand under her chin and lifted her face so that she was looking into his eyes.
"Elizabeth, if you wish it, you need not return to Longbourn. I had thought that you would not wish it, and on my ride back I came up with a plan so that you can return to your sister and not Longbourn. Do you wish to hear it?"
She nodded. "My sister is currently visiting my uncle and aunt in London, but I am certain that she would enjoy a trip to Netherfield. That way, you can return with us, Bingley invited Georgiana, and I am sure he would extend the invitation to include his Miss Bennet's sister." Lizzy smiled and nodded her agreement to the plan. At this point Mr. Gardiner put down his paper and announced his approval of the plan. Mr. Darcy continued, "Mr. Gardiner, would you and your wife and niece (a quick smile to Lizzy) care to join my sister and I for dinner this evening? I am sure that my sister will be in attendance, and we can plan our removal to Netherfield."
"I fear that if I decline your kind invitation my niece would be quite put out." Lizzy shot her uncle a frown while the gentlemen laughed. Soon after, Mr. Darcy excused himself so that he could make arrangements for the evening and their journey, for he felt that Lizzy would be best served by a quick departure so as not to allow her fears and hesitations to grow.
Dinner passed happily for all in attendance, though it was nearly not so. Miss Bingley was calling on Georgiana at her relatives' home when Mr. Darcy arrived to collect her. As he entered the room (in his excitement to tell his sister his news he had not asked if she was alone) he saw three ladies. One his aunt, one his sister, and one in a gown rather formal for visiting. He greeted them all calmly, and moved towards his sister. Unfortunately, Miss Bingley was between the door and his desired destination and addressed him.
"Good day, Mr. Darcy, it is so nice to see you! I had expected to see you yesterday."
"I was quite busy with a pressing matter yesterday, but I am happy to say that it was most agreeably concluded."
The smile on his face caught the attention of his aunt and sister, and his aunt, eager to be rid of their visitor and hear of her nephew's agreeable business, spoke before any other person in the room could, "Darcy, it is very good to see you, perhaps you would like to remain for dinner?"
Miss Bingley's face began to break into a wide smile, hoping for an invitation to what appeared would be an intimate family dinner.
"Aunt, I am sorry, but I have actually come to discuss an urgent matter with my sister." Turning to Georgiana he continued, "I was hoping that you would return with me to the townhouse and travel into the country the day after tomorrow."
Miss Bingley quickly reminded all that she was still present, "Oh! to Pemberley, it is so long since I have been to your magnificent home, perhaps..." Lady Mattock interrupted here.
"Oh Miss Bingley, you must forgive us, we are abominably rude discussing family issues. What were you saying before Mr. Darcy entered, was it that you were to visit the milliner this morning? Gosh look at the time, was not your appointment for a quarter after the hour?"
"It is, but...I could..." and seeing no way to extract an invitation to remain, "You are ever thoughtful Lady Mattock," she very nearly spat. "I believe I must take my leave. Mr. Darcy, if you and your sister are not otherwise engaged, Louisa and I would like to invite you to dinner tomorrow evening."
As Miss Bingley was standing from her curtsey and smiling as she turned to leave the room, Darcy bowed and said, "Miss Bingley, thank you for your kind invitation, but we are already engaged elsewhere. Good day." He turned his back and walked over to his sister so that he may greet her properly as his aunt led their visitor to the door.
Lady Mattock returned, and Darcy informed his sister and aunt of his engagement. Georgiana expressed a wish to meet the lady who would be her new sister, and Darcy told her of their dinner plans. He extended the invitation to his aunt and uncle, who accepted, and Georgiana quickly removed up to her room to have her maid pack her things for her removal to the Darcy townhouse and then to the country.
Mrs. Gardiner hugged her niece and congratulated her with sincerity. They separated and Lizzy went to sit with Mr. Darcy and Mrs. Gardiner sat with her husband. It was that gentleman who spoke first.
"Lizzy, Mr. Darcy, we would like to congratulate you again for both Mrs. Gardiner and myself are sure that you will be very happy together."
"Oh, Uncle, thank you."
"Wait, Lizzy, we are happy for you, but I fear that others will not be so."
"Mr. Gardiner," Mr. Darcy began, "surely you do not mean that Mr. Bennet would refuse his consent?"
Mrs. Gardiner answered, "Mr. Darcy, I am sure that you have noticed that Lizzy has a certain stubbornness about her." Lizzy pouted, Darcy and Mr. Gardiner smiled, and Mrs. Gardiner continued, "Unfortunately, her father shares this trait, and he does not like to be disobeyed."
"Elizabeth, I do not know your father well, but we must be prepared for any reaction. I believe that your mother will not object to the change in plans," Mr. Darcy said in response to Lizzy's worried look at her fiancée.
Mr. Gardiner chuckled a little, "I am sure that you are right, but it is Mr. Bennet's approval to the match that I am not sure about. Before I allow this to go any further, I need to know how far you will go to marry my niece."
A little unhappy at having his love questioned like this Darcy answered, "Mr. Gardiner, Elizabeth is the only woman who I could marry. I will do whatever it takes to secure her as my wife, and if need be, and she consents, we will travel to Gretna Green, marry, and remain on my Scottish properties for a year. It is not only Mr. Bennet who may object to this marriage, my aunt, Mr. Collins' patroness will be severely displeased but this I will face," he took Lizzy's hand, "...we will face together."
Rather than mar her niece's happy celebrations with negative thoughts, Mrs. Gardiner suggested, and it was agreed, that Mr. Darcy would call again in the morning to discuss how they should proceed. The rest of this evening was spent with the lovers talking quietly, but mainly looking at each other, while Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner played a game of backgammon while making the occasional comment to Lizzy or Mr. Darcy.
Mr. Darcy was in quite a happy frame of mind when he left Cheapside that evening. He had secured the love and the hand of the only woman who could make him happy, and he had the support and assistance of some of her dearest relations. Thoughts of Elizabeth were filling his mind as he entered his town house.
The first thing Darcy noticed when he sat down with a brandy in his hand was a letter with a very blotted address. He chuckled to himself as he reached to pick it up. 'I am sure that I know what this contains,' he thought.
Darcy,I hope that your trip to London will not delay you long, for I would like you to return to Netherfield. By indicating that I should return to Netherfield, you have made me the happiest of men. Dearest Jane Bennet has agreed to become my wife! I could not be happier, perhaps I could be.
It seems that Miss Elizabeth Bennet has left her parents home and her fiancé. Mr. Bennet and Mr. Collins are to go to London to collect her; I am sure that they will be there on the morrow or perhaps the next. My Jane (how well that sounds) informs me that she is at her aunt and uncle's home in Cheapside and she begs me to ask you to call and give her an account of Miss Elizabeth's spirits. Jane is very worried for her sister, and this is all that prevents me from being the happiest of men. If you could make the call and offer any assistance to the Bennet family, I would be grateful. (You will note that I ask you to help the family, not either side, for I am certain that you have chosen your side.)
I hope to see you soon at Netherfield.
Yours, Charles Bingley
'Well,' Darcy thought to himself as he climbed the stairs to retire, 'it seems that Charles Bingley has become quite observant in his change of situation.' As he chuckled to himself about his friend's perceptiveness it hit him, 'Her father and that...person...tomorrow...I must warn them, but I cannot now. Mr. Gardiner will not allow her to leave, surely they will listen to reason in the morning.'
And so with a mind full of concerns for Elizabeth, Darcy changed and went to bed but sleep was not his friend.
After a sleepless night, Darcy rose early and went to breakfast. As much as he would like to go to Cheapside immediately it would not be possible at this early hour. He picked up the paper, scanning the notices to ensure that no engagement was published. He reread them carefully to ensure he hadn't missed it. Luckily Mr. Bennet had not announced his daughter's betrothal.
After what seemed like an eternity at the breakfast table, but actually fifteen minutes, Darcy went to the study, with the hope of getting all of his business affairs in order that he could have more time with Elizabeth. Unfortunately, business matters were not sufficiently distracting. He wrote a quick answer to Bingley, expressing congratulations and promising to do his best to assure Miss Elizabeth's happiness.
He wrote a few other letters, including one to his steward informing him of a prolonging of his absence, and one to Georgiana to let her know that he will inform her of his plans soon (for she is currently with her aunt Mattock).
Finally, the time to leave arrived, it was still a little early to pay a call, so he decided a short walk first would be best. He left his home and was quickly accosted by a voice. "Mr. Darcy!" it squawked. He wanted to keep walking, but a gentleman should never walk away from a friend's sister as she calls to him. As this thought went through his head, he felt a hand reaching for the crook of his arm. He quickly disengaged his arm and addressed his unwanted companion.
"Good morning, Miss Bingley."
"Good morning, Mr. Darcy, how fortunate this meeting is, for I was hoping to see you today."
"Fortunate indeed," Miss Bingley missed the sarcasm in his voice and continued.
"I have had a letter from my brother, he is happily at Netherfield with no intention of returning to London." She gave Darcy a look that said 'Do Something About It', which he chose to ignore.
"I also received a letter from Bingley. It appears to me that he is quite happy at Netherfield and asks me to join him at my earliest convenience."
"He invited me also, perhaps we could travel together and persuade him to return to town?"
"I have no wish to bring him back to town Miss Bingley. As much as I enjoy his company, he seems to be quite well diverted at present."
"Diverted? Mr. Darcy really, how could you say such a thing? He cannot marry that..."
"Miss Bingley," he said in a serious low tone, "I do not believe that you should finish that sentence. I am happy for Miss Bennet and your brother and I wish them joy. I do not know any person better suited to your brother than Miss Bennet." He quickly continued, "Is that not Mrs. Hurst over the street at the milliner's? I am sure that you would wish to join her."
"Indeed I would," she said as she grabbed at his arm. He escorted her across the road then disengaged his arm.
"Good day, Mrs. Hurst. I am sorry I cannot stay. I have business to attend. I am sure that you and your sister will have a lovely day shopping together." With a brief bow, he turned on his heel and headed back to his townhouse and awaiting carriage. He did hear, however, a brief exchange between Miss Bingley and Mrs. Hurst.
"Caroline, how were you in Mr. Darcy's company?"
"I called, quite early, and we walked out together. He will not assist us with Charles..."
On arriving at the Gardiner house, Mr. Darcy was quickly ushered into Mr. Gardiner's study by Mrs. Gardiner and left there, quite alone.
As Darcy suspected, Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner agreed that the party to Netherfield should depart the day after next. Lizzy was a little apprehensive, but bowed to the wishes and judgment of her relatives and Mr. Darcy.
Mr. Darcy, Miss Darcy, and Miss Bennet departed early in the morning with an appropriate compliment of maids, footmen, and coach drivers. They traveled quite happily; Darcy content to watch his Elizabeth and his sister getting to know each other, and the ladies were a great deal too occupied with learning about the other to notice his absence from the conversation.
However, as they got closer to Meryton, and Netherfield, Lizzy became wary of returning to the neighbourhood. She was not worried that her marriage would not proceed, just how to speak with her parents. Her anger had died but she was so disappointed with as well as disillusioned by her father.
Darcy had carefully timed their arrival so that it would be unlikely that any visitors would be in attendance, and Mr. Bingley should be returned from Longbourn. Mr. Bingley was happy to accept Lizzy as a guest at Netherfield. His congratulations were honest and thorough. He and Jane were speaking of a wedding within a month, and he was so pleased that Lizzy and Darcy would be in attendance. He could see his dear Jane suffering for her sister, but now that she was here, their happiness would be complete.
The evening passed uneventfully as the ladies decided to retire early and the gentlemen sat in the library and discussed the two eldest Bennet daughters over brandy.
Breakfast at Netherfield was a joyous affair, though Mr. Bingley seemed a little reserved. At first Darcy just put it down to a delay in seeing Miss Jane Bennet, but he became less and less involved in the conversation. Finally, after many a meaningful look from Elizabeth, Darcy directly asked his friend with a smile,
"Charles, what is the matter, do you fear your love will be lost to you if you are not there for breakfast?"
"Yes, I mean no. I am sorry Darcy, what did you say? I am a little distracted."
"Yes, we had noticed and it is about that distraction that I am asking."
"It is just, well," he turned to face Lizzy. "This is hard to say, but, Miss Elizabeth, your whole family, including the Phillips' and some other neighbours are to dine here this evening." The smiles faded from Darcy and Lizzy's faces, but Georgiana, who was a little confused as to why Elizabeth was staying at Netherfield and not her fathers home, did not understand the change in mood.
"But, Miss Bennet," Georgiana started, "do you not wish to see your family?"
"Georgiana, dear," her brother answered, "Why do you not go and prepare yourself to go walking with Elizabeth? That was your plan for this morning was it not? Elizabeth's bonnet and gloves are in the hall." She silently agreed and left the room, knowing that she did not know about the conversation that was to take place and that it would be better if she were absent.
"Miss Elizabeth, you are, of course, welcome to attend the dinner party, or not, as you please. However, do you not think that you should meet with your family? In such a big party you would be able to speak with your sisters and parents as little, or as much, as you choose."
Both Lizzy and Darcy were surprised by Mr. Bingleys suggestion, but they both saw the wisdom in it. Darcy indicated that Lizzy could do as she wished. She answered, "I believe you are correct Mr. Bingley, but I do not believe that my presence should be a surprise to them. I do not wish to go to Longbourn. Mr. Darcy, would you be so kind as to visit my father and inform him of my presence in the neighbourhood while I am walking with your sister?" He nodded. "Mr. Bingley, we will be walking on the road toward Meryton if my sister Jane would wish to see me before the evening."
Mr. Bingley received Lizzy's hint loud and clear, and not two hours later Miss Elizabeth Bennet and Miss Georgiana Darcy were met on the road by Mr. Bingley, Miss Jane Bennet and Miss Mary Bennet. (It took a great deal of trouble to ensure that Mary walked out with Jane and Bingley as chaperone. Mr. Bingley felt it far less likely that Mary would cause a scene or spread news of Lizzy's presence through the neighbourhood).
Bingley had decided not to inform Jane that he expected to meet Lizzy on the road. He had informed her of the visit so when Jane saw the figure of her sister ahead she looked at Bingley, smiled sweetly at him, and lifted the front of her skirts enough that she could run, calling out to her sister. This was enough to get Mary's attention and very soon Jane was embracing her sister and Mary was lecturing her on her poor behaviour.
Bingley walked up and greeted Georgiana and invited the two younger girls to walk toward Netherfield as neither was a great walker and refreshments could be had, allowing the elder two to talk.
At a proper time, Bingley escorted Jane and Mary back to Longbourn, all the while Jane and Bingley instilled in Mary the importance of not discussing her sister's presence with her family as they were to be informed by Mr. Darcy.
Mr. Darcy had been in Mr. Bennet's study for the entire length of Mr. Bingleys absence from Longbourn. They had been discussing, not surprisingly, Elizabeth. Mr. Bennet was insisting that she should return to Longbourn while Darcy was adamant that it was to be Elizabeth's choice. They did manage to agree, however, that a quick wedding would be best and that Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley would deprive Longbourn of its eldest daughters on the same day, if Elizabeth agreed. Mr. Bennet agreed to inform his family that Elizabeth would be at dinner, and he would inform them that she was to remain a little longer at Netherfield so that she may provide some female companionship for Miss Darcy. Mr. Bennet had already informed his family of Lizzy's engagement (and Mrs. Bennet had been asking where her dearest daughter was every day since.)
Authors note not to be archived - for an explanation of the 'alternate scenario' please refer to part 12. I hope you enjoy this one.
After about ten minutes of waiting and pacing, Darcy decided that it was time that he left the room. For ten minutes he gave the Gardiners the benefit of the doubt and assumed they would know what to do (clearly Elizabeth trusted them), but ten minutes of doing nothing went sorely against his grain. He turned his pacing in the direction of the door, but before he reached it, it opened. A young girl of about twelve walked in and closed the door behind her.
Darcy took a number of steps back to allow the girl to enter and sit on the sofa; she would surely be able to explain the situation a little. He had found her quite intelligent during their walk the previous week.
"Hello, Mr. Darcy," Annabelle said quite quickly.
"Good day, Miss Gardiner," He said with patient indulgence, inside seething with curiosity.
"Mama has asked me to tell you why we have left you in this room." He thanked her and waited silently. "Uncle Bennet and a cousin have come. He looks a little like a toad to me." Darcy chuckled in spite of himself. "Cousin Lizzy has been called to speak with her father, and mama does not wish to leave her. She sent me to tell you that all will be well and that papa will be in to speak with you later."
"Can I not go to them? Explain the situation?"
Annabelle laughed a little, "Mama said that you would ask this, and she says no. Uncle Bennet has been here since early this morning, and mama tells me that if he sees you here he will ask too many questions."
As Darcy was about to speak, the voices from the other room filtered in. Clearly the door to the sitting room had been opened. Darcy heard his beloved's father's voice first. "You will pack your things now, Elizabeth, and return to Longbourn where we can discuss this further." Darcy was about to dash out the door when he heard Lizzy's voice, through her tears, but determined. Mr. Bennet continued "Lizzy, before you go, do not get any ideas about visiting Mrs. Leonora Green in Scotland. I have written to her husband asking that he does not admit you." Lizzy did not believe that her aunt and uncle would have told her father her plans, nor did she doubt that the Greens would admit her, but this comment showed just how well the father knew his daughter. That he would go to such lengths to have her marry against her will shocked her greatly.
"I will return, but only after remaining with my aunt and uncle for a few more days." She slammed the door as Mr. Collins was speaking,
"My dearest, we can return here after we are married." He drawled in her direction. Darcy was deeply concerned for his Elizabeth so he turned to Annabelle. Annabelle looked at Mr. Darcy and fled the room quickly. She shut the door, clearly indicating he should remain where he was, and followed her cousin and mother up the stairs.
A few minutes later the door opened again and Mrs. Gardiner slipped in, closing the door behind her. Darcy had very little patience left at this point, so began immediately.
"Mrs. Gardiner, I must insist on seeing Elizabeth or at the very least her father. Surely he would not force her to marry a man she does not love when one she does has made her an offer."
"Mr. Darcy," she said quite sympathetically, "In the years I have known Mr. Bennet, he has never backed down when one of the women of his family refused to acknowledge his instructions. I am sorry, but if Mr. Bennet were to see you now he would ask a great deal of questions and then take Lizzy away today. Lizzy has been wise by requesting to remain here for a few days. Her father is unlikely to forcibly remove her from her uncle's home. She is after all, her father's favourite daughter. Doing this is tearing him apart, but he will not back down and show his family that he is swayed by a daughter."
"Mrs. Gardiner, thank you for your candor. Now, please go check on Elizabeth I am sure that she needs your support."
Mrs. Gardiner stood and walked from the room. Darcy, on impulse, stood and followed her. She turned to see that he has followed and a quick smile informs him she has agreed to take him to her niece. They approach the door to Lizzy's room. Mrs. Gardiner knocked quietly and said, "It is me." There was no answer. She opened the door and followed Darcy through it.
Darcy was shocked. This was not a sitting room, but her bed chamber. He did not realize that a house of this size would not have a room adjacent to the guest rooms. All meetings would take place on the lower level. He quickly composed himself, though the only woman's bed chamber he ever attended was his mother's while she was ill. Georgiana did not admit him as she had a sitting room in her suite. He quickly composed his thoughts.
"Elizabeth," is all he said and she turned and flew into his arms. The embrace is brief but leaves Darcy reeling from the closeness, his need to comfort her, and his dislike of seeing her tear stained cheeks.
"I did mean what I said."
She looked at him, her confusion evident on her face, so he continued, "That we will do whatever it takes."
"But?"
"No Elizabeth, there will be people opposed, but we will be married, but we cannot speak of it here."
Mrs. Gardiner interrupts, "Perhaps the children should go for a walk, and the air would do Lizzy good. I will send her along with the nanny in the direction of the park in ten minutes."
"Perhaps that is a good idea Mrs. Gardiner." Lizzy looked between them. In her emotional state it took her a few minutes to realize that they were planning a meeting. She smiled happily as Darcy kissed her hand, smiled and left the room to return to a small room near the sitting room. Mrs. Gardiner had pointed it out on their way up the stairs.
As he left the room, Darcy heard Mrs. Gardiner suggest that Lizzy return to her father until the nanny and children were organized. Lizzy did not like the plan but realized that the less disagreeable she was, the more freedom her father would allow during her stay in Cheapside.
Darcy heard Lizzy enter the room. Not usually an eavesdropper by nature, Darcy thought that this situation demanded that he know all he possibly could. It was in his Elizabeth's best interests.
"Dear Elizabeth, I am glad that you appear to be coming around to my way of thinking. Our wedding will be so grand, Lady Catherine de Bourgh has agreed to attend."
Mr. Bennet cut off this monologue, for he was sure that Mr. Collins opening his mouth would lead to Lizzy retreating upstairs again. "Elizabeth, come sit on this chair."
"Thank you, Father," she said quietly as she sat on a chair that admitted one person, rather than the sofa Mr. Collins wished to occupy with her.
"Now Lizzy, I have discussed it with your uncle," he nodded in the direction of Mr. Gardiner, "and he has agreed that you may remain here for a week. He said that your aunt would be happy to shop with you for all of the things that you need for your wedding." In a lighter tone he continued, "I am sure that you would prefer your aunt's advice to that of...well, anyway." Lizzy wanted to stand up and yell that she would not marry Mr. Collins, but her aunt, who had just entered the room put a gentle hand on her arm.
"Brother," she addressed Mr. Bennet, "Perhaps Lizzy could do with some air. I will send her on a walk with the nanny and the children. No, Mr. Collins, I do believe that she needs time to walk and think with only the company of a female and children. She will be quite safe." Mrs. Gardiner anticipated the question Mr. Collins was to ask as he opened his mouth as a feeding codfish would. He closed it again, looked toward Mr. Bennet, who was clearly not going to object, and sat quietly.
"Lizzy, my dear," she continued, "why do you not go and collect your things? I have arranged it with the nanny."
A shy reserved, "Yes, thank you, Aunt," and she left the room again.
"Dear," Mr. Gardiner addressed his wife, "Is the gentleman still awaiting me in the study?"
"No, I do not believe so. He had another appointment arise. Perhaps you may be able to catch him on his way."
"Thank you dear, I do believe I should." He turned to Mr. Bennet and Mr. Collins, "If you will excuse me, I have a pressing matter I must attend to." He left before any person could say another word. He did give a pitying look to his wife, as he knew what she was to suffer in his absence - an angry Mr. Bennet and Mr. Collins.