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Chapter 12
Posted on Friday, 2 March 2001
The carriage pulled up to the Darcy townhouse just as the sun was setting. Even in the dim light Elizabeth could tell that it was a grand house indeed. Its size and demeanor easily dwarfed those around it. If this is what passes as a townhouse, what must his estate in Derbyshire look like? Elizabeth tried not to stare at the townhouse as Mr. Darcy aided her in stepping out of the carriage.
"What do you think of the house, Miss Bennet," asked Darcy.
"It is very nice," said Elizabeth, trying not to blush. Mr. Darcy just nodded and led her to the entryway.
As they entered, several of Mr. Darcy's servants appeared to help them with their coats and such. If they were surprised at seeing Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth together they didn't acknowledge it. As soon as they had appeared, they left, leaving Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy alone in the foyer. Mr. Darcy turned to Elizabeth, who offered him a slight smile, unsure as to what was to happen next. Mr. Darcy began to open his mouth, when he was stopped by the sound of quick footfalls down the hall.
"Fitzwilliam!!!!" yelled a slim, blond girl. Elizabeth could only guess that this was Georgiana Darcy, Mr. Darcy's sister. Georgiana's dash towards her brother halted, however, when she saw Elizabeth standing beside Mr. Darcy.
"Fitzwilliam!?!?"
"Georgiana!" cried Mr. Darcy, trying not to show the panic that he felt. "This is Miss Elizabeth Bennet. She is going to be staying with." Darcy was unable to finish, due to his sister laughing for joy and rushing forward to hug both Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy.
"I am so happy for you. Finally!! I know that the both of you will be tremendously happy together!" gushed Georgiana. She broke from embracing the both of them to turn to Elizabeth.
"Welcome to the family," said Georgiana, her face glowing with happiness. "This is a big shock though. My brother can be so sly!!!! I always wanted a sister and now that I have one." Georgiana stopped when she saw the look of confusion on Elizabeth's face. She stepped back and looked towards her brother.
"What is going on here?" asked Georgiana. She looked from Mr. Darcy to Elizabeth and back again, confusion evident on her face. Elizabeth looked to Georgiana and then at herself, realizing what was wrong.
"Oh!" gasped Elizabeth, her face turning red. "Mr. Darcy, she thinks we are married!" Mr. Darcy looked at Elizabeth with surprise, and then he also realized what had prompted Georgiana. Elizabeth was still wearing her wedding dress.
Darcy turned bright red, as he realized his folly. I must be a fool! He turned to Georgiana, who was also blushing brightly at making a spectacle out of herself.
"I'm so sorry Miss Bennet," said Georgiana quickly, her earlier forward behaviour evaporating as her shyness took over. "I hope you will forgive me for my indiscretion." And with that Georgiana turned around and hurriedly ascended the stairs, trying to hold back her tears. Darcy and Elizabeth watched her go. As soon as Georgiana disappeared up the stairs, Elizabeth approached Mr. Darcy.
"Perhaps you should go talk to her," said Elizabeth, quickly trying to gain control over the situation. "She must be mortified by what just happened and she probably needs your reassurance that everything is all right. She is also owed an explanation. I can wait down here."
Mr. Darcy turned to Elizabeth. "Thank you Miss Bennet," he began, "You are too kind. I will have one of my servants escort you to the drawing room." Elizabeth nodded, and Darcy, still a brilliant shade of crimson, ascended the stairs after his sister.
"Georgiana, may I come in?" Darcy called at the door to his sisters chamber. After not hearing a response, he repeated his question, leaning against the door to make out any noises from within. The only sounds were a few muffled sobs. Taking this as enough encouragement, Darcy entered the room.
Georgiana was laying face down on her bed, sobbing into one the pillows. Darcy took one of the chairs from her nightstand and sat beside her bed, waiting for the sobs to subside so he could talk to her. His patience was rewarded when Georgiana, lifted her face, her eyes red and puffy.
"Oh Fitzwilliam, I am so sorry," said Georgiana. "I have embarrassed yourself and Miss Bennet beyond compare. When I saw her in the wedding dress, I thought that you had gotten married. I was so shocked but happy! I was so overcome by emotion. Please forgive me."
"Or course you are forgiven," said Darcy reassuringly. "I can see how you would think that Miss Bennet and I would have been married. Her appearance would be sure to suggest that. However, it is not the case. Miss Bennet had fallen under some bad misfortune concerning her family and it was in my power to aid her."
"Misfortune?" asked Georgiana. "What kind of misfortune would allow her to show up here in a wedding dress." She eyed her brother, critically. Though shy in company, she shared her brother's trait of observation. She rarely missed the slight details of character that were often betrayed by ones countenance. When she asked her question to her brother, she watched as he coloured slightly and pause, unsure what to say.
"Well, you see" said Darcy, trying to find the words that would not betray his reasons to his sister. "Miss Bennet was forced into an engagement with a most unworthy man."
"Oh." said Georgiana slowly.
"Despite Miss Bennet's own objections and the objections of her relations, her father allowed this engagement to proceed." Darcy paused, considering his choice of words carefully. "I felt that it was unfair and helped her leave before the wedding."
"Ahhh..so you left before she got married then?" asked Georgiana.
"Yes, just before."
Georgiana nodded in understanding, chewing her lip thoughtfully. She then looked at her brother carefully. Darcy could feel the heat of her gaze and realized just how much she looked like their mother, especially when she knew that he was lying.
"And your only motive was in aiding her from an unfortunate marriage?"
"Yes," said Darcy, hoping that he didn't betray the lie.
"And now?" asked Georgiana.
"Miss Bennet will stay with us until her situation is resolved." Darcy refused to meet his sisters eyes.
Georgiana sat up and wiped at her eyes, trying to clear the puffiness. "Perhaps, you should properly introduce myself to Miss Bennet. She may be with us for a while." And with that Georgiana smiled at him. Darcy returned the smile, happy that his sister was okay.
"We shall do it directly then," said Darcy. He led Georgiana out of her room to the downstairs drawing room.
When they entered they found Elizabeth, looking about the room. She halted her walk and turned to face them. Georgiana noticed the look that passed over her face when her eyes met her brothers.
"Miss Bennet," began Darcy, "this is my sister, Miss Georgiana Darcy."
"Pleased to meet you Miss Darcy," said Elizabeth sweetly.
"And I you," said Georgiana. "My brother has told me much about you."
"Oh really," said Elizabeth, arching an eyebrow and glancing toward Darcy.
"Yes he mentioned you a few times, in his letters" said Georgiana, a small smile on her face. She was determined to put her earlier behaviour behind her.
Darcy panicked hoping that Elizabeth or Georgiana wouldn't pursue this topic any farther. He was about to interject with a comment when Elizabeth said "I hear that you play the pianoforte very well Miss Darcy."
Georgiana shyly smiled and looked down. "I am sure my talents have been much exaggerated."
"I would very much like to hear you play, Miss Darcy," said Elizabeth, trying to draw forward the outgoing behaviour she had seen when they first met.
"Perhaps," said Georgiana, trying not to be too embarrassed. Darcy inwardly sighed. Georgiana could be outgoing, but when she was around strangers she seemed to withdraw into herself. It had become much worse after the whole Wickham fiasco. But Darcy knew that if anyone could help Georigana become more at ease in society, Miss Bennet could.
"I take it that your brother has informed you of my situation," said Elizabeth.
"Yes, he said that you were forced into an inappropriate marriage and that he had helped you to escape," replied Georgiana, quickly glancing at her brother.
"Yes, that is the truth," said Elizabeth. She then quickly explained the situation with Mr. Collins and the fact that her father wouldn't listen to reason.
"Your brother has been most kind to me, for helping me to leave Longbourn and now letting me stay with you," said Elizabeth. "However, I must implore on you to beg him to reconsider, as my staying with you may be seen unfavorably towards both him and yourself. I am sure that my arrival will cause much talk among your acquaintances here in London. I do not wish to ruin your reputation."
"That may be a concern," said Georgiana thoughtfully. "However, I do know of a way to remedy the situation." Georgiana smiled at her brother, causing the panicked look on his face to subside when he realized the gossip that would be created when London society found out that a pretty young country girl was now residing with himself and Georgiana.
"My companion, Mrs. Annesley, wishes to return to her family for the holidays. Her eldest daughter is nearing the time when her first child is due to be born. She has had a rather complicated pregnancy and Mrs. Annesley is quite worried. You could stay with us and become my companion while she is away. I am sure that would be acceptable."
Mr. Darcy nodded. "I think that is good idea Georgiana. Miss Bennet?"
"Yes.it should work," said Elizabeth. However, I can't introduce myself as Miss Bennet or else some one may recognize me. Also, what about Mr. Bingley and his sisters? Surely I cannot hide from them."
"You will have to take another name, Miss Bennet," said Georgiana. "As for Mr. Bingley and his sisters, surely my brother can make an exception this year and I can spend my winter at Pemberley. It is much nicer then London and I long to be home."
"If you wish to be at Pemberley then you will be there. I think I would like to spend Christmas there any ways," said Darcy.
"You too kind to do this," said Elizabeth, meaningfully. "I don't know why you would help a stranger to yourselves such as this but I thank you. Hopefully soon I can resolve the issue of my marrying Mr. Collins."
"You do not need to thank us, Miss Bennet," said Georgiana. "My brother has always been kind of other people and he can rarely sit by while other people are hurt or suffering. He is too good." There has to be another reason my brother aided Miss Bennet. I must find out if what I suspect is true. Could he be in love with her?
"So now all that is left is to choose a name," said Mr. Darcy.
"I think Miss Elizabeth Gardiner will suffice," said Elizabeth. "It is my mothers maiden name and it will be easy to remember then any others. Also, the Gardiner name is quite common so no one will assume that I am related to my aunt and uncle."
Mr. Darcy nodded in approval. So far things were working out. Miss Bennet would be safe and his sister could get to know her better. Maybe Elizabeth and himself could get to know each other better. He knew he loved her and was willing to ask for her hand. But no matter what he wanted Elizabeth to love him back and not feel that she would have to accept him out of gratitude. That would not be a good foundation to build a marriage on. But now she was safe and for now he was content to let fate decide.
Chapter 13
Posted on Friday, 2 March 2001
Elizabeth woke up slowly, reluctant to let go of her dreams. In them she dreamt that Mr. Darcy had whisked her away from Longbourn thus saving her from Mr. Collins. However, in her heart she knew it was too good to be true. That would never happen, Elizabeth. She rolled over, not wanting to wake up and face the world. Elizabeth's eyes shot open. Since when could I roll over and not fall out of my bed. Elizabeth saw that she wasn't in her bed at all. She was in a rather large bed. As the world came into focus, she realized that she wasn't even in her room. Eventually the reality of her situation came back to her. Mr. Darcy had taken her away from Longbourn. She was staying with him and his sister at their townhouse in London.
Elizabeth rolled over to her back and stared at the canopy. I am Miss Bennet no longer. I am now Miss Gardiner. Elizabeth sighed. Even though leaving her family was the only way to avoid marrying Mr. Collins, she missed them dearly. I wish I could have at least seen Jane one last time. How I must be making her suffer.
Elizabeth was roused from her thoughts by a knock on her door. Elizabeth climbed out of bed and put on a thick robe that Georgiana had leant her.
"Yes?" she called to the door.
"Miss Bennet? It is I, Miss Darcy. May I come in?"
Elizabeth called for the younger girl to enter. Georgiana came in and closed the door behind her.
"I hope you slept well, Miss Bennet," Georgiana began.
"I did, thank you," Elizabeth replied back. Georgiana hesitated a little with something, and offered a small smile. Elizabeth smiled back. Georgiana was shy but Elizabeth had a feeling that she could be drawn out of her shell.
"My brother asked me to help you prepare for Pemberley," began Georgiana. "He said that you would need new clothes and other things since there wasn't an opportunity to bring anything with when you left Longbourn."
"Yes, I had figured that I couldn't walk around in my wedding dress all the time," replied Elizabeth with a playful smile. Georgiana startled a bit and smiled.
"If you would allow, my dressmaker is here to take your measurements and help you to select some gowns."
"Already?" asked Elizabeth.
"My brother was up early this morning making arrangements for you," said Georgiana. "He is interviewing for a maid for you right now."
Elizabeth was startled a little. "Your brother is very efficient," remarked Elizabeth.
"Will you see my dressmaker now?" asked Georgiana. Elizabeth nodded yes, chewing her lip thoughtfully.
Georgiana let the dressmaker in. She took Elizabeth's measurements and showed her some swaths of cloth. With Georgiana's aid they picked out quite a few gowns. Elizabeth had tried to only order a few gowns but Georgiana had insisted on ordering many. When Elizabeth pressed her, Georgiana admitted that her brother wanted it that way. After a short while, the dressmaker left saying that two gowns that were the right size would be sent over later that morning so Elizabeth would have something to wear until the rest were ready.
"Once the gowns come we can go shopping for the other things you need," said Georgiana.
"Truly, Miss Darcy, I don't need anything else," said Elizabeth. "I am sure that I can use your old."
"I am sorry Miss Bennet but that would not do. I can't have my sisters companion using second hand goods," interrupted Mr. Darcy from the doorway. The door was slightly ajar and although he couldn't see in, Darcy had heard their conversation.
"I am sorry for interrupting your privacy Miss Bennet, but I have to introduce you to your new maid. May we come in?"
"Yes," said Elizabeth, nodding at Georgiana that it was alright. Mr. Darcy and a plain looking girl walked into the room. Elizabeth looked at Mr. Darcy but he refused to meet her gaze.
"Miss Bennet," said Mr. Darcy. "This is Miss Janet Allen. She will be your new maid."
"Pleased to meet you Miss Allen," said Elizabeth, slightly shocked that Darcy would select a maid for her without her consultation. However she didn't want to argue about it with him in front of his sister.
Miss Allen curtsied. "I look forward to serving you Miss Bennet."
"Miss Allen has been instructed as to the particulars of your situation Miss Bennet. She can be trusted. She is the niece of my own valet and he recommended her to your service. She will address you by Miss Gardiner if the situation arises where we are in mixed company. I will now leave you ladies to get acquainted. I once again apologize for intruding your privacy." Mr. Darcy bowed and quit the room, firmly closing the door behind him.
Elizabeth looked at the door for a short while, wondering about Mr. Darcy's behaviour. Why did he act so .so.detached? Elizabeth shook her head slightly and decided to think about it later. She turned to her new maid.
"Well, where should we start, Miss Allen." Elizabeth smiled at her and was rewarded with a smile back.
"Please call me Janet, Miss Bennet," said Miss Allen. "I can prepare your bath if you wish it."
"While you are doing that I will ring for some breakfast," said Georgiana. She left and returned shortly after. A few minutes later a maid brought up a tray with breakfast enough for two. Georgiana and Elizabeth sat and ate together. Georgiana asked Elizabeth a few questions about her family but after seeing the pain caused by the questions she stopped. Not wanting to end conversation Elizabeth asked Georgiana about her own family. Georgiana talked about the Darcy family and their estate in Derbyshire. Georgiana didn't remember much about her mother, since she had died soon after she had been born. She did talk quite a lot about her father and how much her brother resembled him in both looks and demeanor.
"Mr. Darcy seems to take quite a good deal of care of you," said Elizabeth.
Georgiana nodded and smiled. "Yes, he is the best brother I could wish for. But he is not the only one who I rely on. My cousin Colonel Fitzwilliam also has guardianship of me."
"Really?" asked Elizabeth. "Did your father not trust your brother to look after you?"
"Oh no! Nothing like that," said Georgiana. She really liked Miss Bennet and the more time she spent with her the more animated she was starting to become. "My father just wanted to make sure that my brother had the time to pursue his own interests to secure his own happiness." Georgiana blushed slightly at the statement. Elizabeth smiled.
After breakfast Elizabeth went off to her bath. As Miss Allen was helping her with her hair, two of her new gowns arrived. Elizabeth got dressed and together with Georgiana they headed downstairs to prepare to leave to go shopping. As they were waiting for the carriage, Mr. Darcy came out of his study to see them off.
"I hope you two enjoy your outing," said Mr. Darcy. He looked at Elizabeth this time and gave her a slight smile. "I trust that you two will be back in time for tea?"
"Yes," said Georgiana. "I am sure that we will be back by then."
"I should hope so!" said Elizabeth. "Surely I don't need so much that it would take us all day to shop for!"
Georgiana muffled some laughter and Mr. Darcy smiled. "I am sure Georgiana will make sure that you have enough of everything. I will see you later in the afternoon." He then bowed and headed back towards his study.
Elizabeth and Georgiana left the townhouse and got into the carriage. They talked about London. Elizabeth had spent some time in London with her aunt and uncle. She told Georgiana about some of the places that she had visited in London.
Elizabeth and Georgiana passed the day quite happily. Elizabeth soon had enough bonnets, coats, shoes and other such things for two people. She had long given up looking at the price. She knew that the shops that people like the Darcy's frequented were well above her means.
The day also helped to brighten Elizabeth's mood. Her imposed confinement at Longbourn had made Elizabeth a little stir crazy. Being out among people alleviated that problem. Also, being with Georgiana helped her to feel less sad about leaving her family. In just the short while they had spent in each other's company, they were already good friends. Elizabeth was discovering that Georgiana was not the shy person she appeared to be and that she had an intelligent mind and keen wit. Elizabeth was glad to know her.
As they were leaving a clothing shop, they heard a man's voice calling to them. Elizabeth and Georgiana turned to the voice. Georgiana's face lit up with joy when she recognized the man. She quickly approached him and gave him a hug, a huge smile shared on both of their faces. The man then looked away from Georgiana and regarded Elizabeth. He smiled and then turned his attention back to Georgiana.
"My dear Georgiana, what a surprise to see you! I was just heading over to the townhouse to see you. I had heard that Darcy was back in town."
"Yes, he arrived last night. We are headed back there ourselves. You could take tea with us," said Georgiana.
"I would love to, my dear, but first," the man turned his gaze to Elizabeth. "You should probably introduce me to your friend."
"Oh where are my manners!" exclaimed Georgiana. She left his side and went to Elizabeth. "I am so sorry."
"It is okay," said Elizabeth. She regarded the man. He was tall, though not as tall as Mr. Darcy was. He had a nice smile and his eyes held amusement. Elizabeth turned back to Georgiana. Georgiana gave her a look telling her that she would not betray Elizabeth's true identity. "Please introduce us, Miss Darcy."
"Miss Gardiner," began Georgiana, "I would like to introduce you to my cousin, Colonel Fitzwilliam."
"Pleased to meet you, Colonel Fitzwilliam," said Elizabeth, astonishment in her voice as she regarded Georgiana's guardian.
"And I you," said Colonel Fitzwilliam, a smile on his face.
Chapter 14
Posted on Friday, 2 March 2001
Darcy tried not to look at the clock on the wall for the millionth time that afternoon. Georgiana and Elizabeth should have been back 10 minutes ago. What could be keeping them? Darcy sighed and looked back at the documents in front of him. He had been trying to keep himself occupied by catching up on the affairs of his estate. However, it wasn't really working as he realized that he had been looking at the exact same page for the last half of a hour.
Darcy was broken away from his papers when he heard the sound of a carriage pulling up to the house. He quickly rose and headed to the window. He recognized his own carriage, and watched as the driver turned and climbed down to open the door for the ladies. Darcy turned away from his window and headed to the foyer to meet his sister and Miss Bennet. He headed down the hall away from his study and started down the stairs. He heard the door open and the sound of Elizabeth's musical laughter filtered its way through the townhouse. Darcy's smile soon disappeared when heard the sound of another man's voice.
"And then Darcy, who was at the top of the tree with that darned cat, tried to grab it."
Elizabeth laughed again. "Don't tell me that the cat did not want to come down," Elizabeth said merrily.
"Oh, it did come down," said Colonel Fitzwilliam. "Along with Darcy and the branch that they were both sitting on. Did I mention that the tree overhung a small lake?"
Elizabeth laughed heartily at this. She turned, and stifled her laughter however, when she saw Mr. Darcy at the top of the staircase. The others noticed her stop and turned to see Mr. Darcy, who was descending the stairs towards them.
"Darcy!" said Colonel Fitzwilliam. "Why didn't you tell me that you were back in town!" The Colonel extended his hand out to Darcy.
"Fitzwilliam, glad to see you!" said Darcy, heartily shaking his cousin's hand. "I didn't even know you were here for the season."
"Not for the whole season I assure you," said Fitzwilliam. "I am just here on some business for my regiment and after that I am free to my own designs. I haven't decided what to do for the winter."
Darcy smiled and turned towards his sister. "I trust that you two had a productive day?"
"Yes, indeed," said Georgiana, shyly. "Miss Gardiner is more then ready for Pemberley."
Darcy looked over at Elizabeth and was rewarded with a slight smile. "I thank you once again, Mr. Darcy," said Elizabeth. "You are too generous."
Darcy smiled and was about to say something when Fitzwilliam clapped him on the back. "My cousin is all about generosity," said the Colonel, "Why I have never seen such a giving man in all of my life. But enough about my cousin's virtues. If you will excuse us ladies, I wish to talk to my cousin. I am sure you two won't mind as you have much to unpack."
"We do need to freshen up after our outing," said Elizabeth. "If you will excuse us."
Elizabeth and Georgiana quickly bowed and then turned up the stairs to their rooms. Darcy's servants started filing in carrying numerous boxes.
"Please take those up to Miss Gardiner's room," instructed Mr. Darcy. "Shall we go, Fitzwilliam?" Darcy directed the Colonel towards the parlor. He was a little nervous about what his cousin wished to talk to him about.
As soon as they entered the parlor and shut the door, Fitzwilliam turned to Darcy.
"Why didn't you tell me you were getting a new companion for Georgiana?"
Darcy was a little taken aback, but quickly recovered. "I was going to tell you the next time I saw you. I didn't think you would protest since Mrs. Annesley wanted some leave to visit her daughter."
"Protest? To Miss Gardiner? Never! I have spent only 30 minutes in the company of that lady and already I am impressed with her wit, charm and beauty. Darcy, you really outdid yourself this time. Where did you ever find her?"
Darcy turned away slightly at Fitzwilliam's comments. "I met her through some friends when I was in Hertfordshire. She was looking for employment and I offered her the position." Darcy sighed slightly. It is not a total lie.
"Well, I greatly approve of her," said Fitzwilliam. "I think she is definitely the right kind of person to help Georgiana overcome what Wickham did."
"Yes, so do I," agreed Darcy quietly. The conversation between the two cousins then turned to more mundane matters, such as politics and the various happenings around England and the continent. Darcy only half paid attention to the conversation and let the Colonel carry most of it. His mind was whirling about the possibility of the Colonel taking interest in Miss Bennet. Both had the same sort of vivacious, carefree personality. And Fitzwilliam had already admitted that he was impressed by her.
Darcy wasn't allowed to dwell for long when they were joined by the ladies. Dinner was only to be a few minutes and the gentlemen accompanied them to the dining hall. Darcy followed behind Fitzwilliam and Elizabeth, watching his cousin fall into easy conversation with her.
Georgiana looked at the sour look on her brother's face as he observed the Colonel and Elizabeth and said quietly, "Do you think we should tell Richard about Miss Bennet's true situation?"
"I do not think it is for us to decide," he replied.
"But I do not think we should deceive Richard."
"We will have to talk to Miss Bennet. It is her decision." And with that Darcy followed his cousin and Miss Bennet into the dining room.
Darcy woke up the next morning, the events from last night still playing in his head. Colonel Fitzwilliam and Elizabeth had spent the entire night in conversation. They had quickly become fast friends. And then, after the ladies had retired for the evening and the gentlemen were enjoying one last drink before bed, the Colonel had asked him something.
"I find Miss Gardiner to be a very wonderful young lady," the Colonel had said. "Do you know if she has any attachments?"
Darcy had replied that he did not know of any. He had spent the night barely sleeping, as thoughts of Elizabeth and Fitzwilliam entered his head. Elizabeth was quick to form opinions about people and he knew that Fitzwilliam had impressed her with his lively wit and quick manner. It was the same qualities that had initially attracted her to Wickham. But the Colonel was a real gentleman and not the imposter that Wickham was.
Why can't anything be easy? mused Darcy. I finally get Elizabeth away from everything and now this happens. Darcy groaned and rose out of bed. His valet appeared and helped him to get ready. After he was washed and dressed Darcy left his room for the dining hall.
Suddenly, as he turned the corner he ran into Miss Bennet. He grabbed her arms quickly to prevent her from falling.
"Miss Bennet! Are you okay?" Darcy exclaimed.
Elizabeth shook her head a little and nodded. "Yes, Mr. Darcy, I am quite all right. Just a little surprised." She looked up at him and smiled slightly. Darcy smiled too and then realizing that he hadn't let go of her arms, he quickly released them, putting his hands to his sides.
"Miss Bennet, if you don't mind my asking," began Darcy, "why are you in the west wing? Your room is in the east wing."
Elizabeth blushed slightly. "Well," she began, " I was trying to find the way to the dining room and I became lost. This place is so big."
Darcy chuckled slightly. "If you think this place is big then I will have to draw you a map for Pemberley. This entire townhouse could fit in one wing." Darcy offered her his arm. "Come, I will show you the way."
Elizabeth curtsied and took his arm. They walked in silence for a while. Finally, Darcy broke the silence.
"Did you enjoy talking to Colonel Fitzwilliam yesterday?"
"Yes I did," replied Elizabeth. "The Colonel is quite nice. As you know, I have a great appreciation for witty and amusing conversation. I was disappointed though that you didn't join us."
To say that Darcy was pleasantly surprised at her statement would not be far from the truth. He was unable to reply though for as they descended the staircase they heard the Colonel behind them.
"Darcy!" cried Fitzwilliam. "Good morning."
Elizabeth and Darcy stopped where they were and turned around. Colonel Fitzwilliam merrily walked down the stairs to join them.
"I see I am not the only one up this early morning," said Fitzwilliam. "I was hoping that we would be able to pick up where we left off last night, Miss Gardiner." Fitzwilliam flashed Elizabeth a big smile. Elizabeth smiled back. Both of them did not notice the scowl on Darcy's face.
"So Darcy, you are heading to Pemberley this Christmas?" Fitzwilliam asked while reaching for another roll. Darcy took a sip of his coffee and nodded yes.
"What are you doing, Richard?" asked Georgiana. She had arrived in the dining room a few minutes after everyone else.
"I haven't decided yet. I was thinking I might want to spend it with you and your brother."
"Oh yes," exclaimed Georgiana. "We haven't spent Christmas together in a long time."
Darcy just took another sip of his coffee. He had no reason to refuse the Colonel the pleasure of a Christmas at Pemberley. And if Georgiana wanted Fitzwilliam there, then he could not say no. But, he felt apprehensive, as he knew that Fitzwilliam would take the opportunity to further his friendship with Elizabeth. Can I sit by and watch them together?
"Well, Darcy," Fitzwilliam asked. "Can I join your party for Christmas?"
If Darcy hesitated a little in his response, the only one who acknowledged it was Elizabeth. He could feel her eyes on him. I may regret this...
"I would be very happy if you could join us, Fitzwilliam," said Darcy.
Chapter 15
Posted on Monday, 5 March 2001
"I am sorry to be a bother, but how much farther does this lane go on?" Elizabeth said with a smile. "Will we reach the house before dark?"
Fitzwilliam laughed at the comment and Darcy smiled. "Do not worry, Miss Gardiner," said Darcy, "We are almost there. We should be getting our first glimpse of the house right about now."
Elizabeth turned towards the window and as if on cue, Pemberley appeared through the trees. The snow covered ground and hills only heightened the majestic appearance of the house. Darcy could hear an audible gasp from Elizabeth as her eyes gazed at Pemberley.
"It is quite incredible, Mr. Darcy," said Elizabeth, the surprise in her voice quite evident. "I don't think I have ever seen a more wonderful estate."
"I doubt you ever will, Miss Gardiner," said Colonel Fitzwilliam. "Pemberley is one of the jewels of England. Never will you see such a place."
Elizabeth smiled and a slight blush spread over her cheeks. The party fell into silence as the carriage approached the entrance and stopped. Darcy and Fitzwilliam exited the carriage and aided the ladies as they stepped out. Elizabeth stood in front of the steps to the door and turned slowly, taking everything in with wide eyes. "I didn't think it would be this big," she said quietly to herself. Georgiana was then by her side and together with her they went into the house.
Inside the house the servants were there to greet them. Mr. Darcy greeted each in turn and everyone had smiles on their faces. Mr. Darcy turned to one lady that Elizabeth assumed to be the housekeeper. He said a few quick things and indicated Elizabeth. The lady nodded and looked at Elizabeth and smiled. Mr. Darcy then turned to her.
"My housekeeper, Mrs. Reynolds, will show you to your rooms, Miss Gardiner," said Mr. Darcy. "I hope that you like them. They have one of the best views of the lake."
Rooms? Elizabeth was a little shocked. But given the shear size of Pemberley, one expected that the apartments would be quite large.
"If you will follow me, Miss Gardiner," said Miss Reynolds with a smile. Elizabeth followed behind the older woman as they made their way down a massive hall to an equally large and elegant staircase. Elizabeth couldn't help but gape at the shear size and elegance of the house. The house was decorated in a distinct style with it being not too simple or too overdone. Everything was pleasingly situated and Elizabeth could find no fault with it at all.
After being shown to her rooms and unpacking some of her things with the aid of her maid, Janet, Elizabeth ventured back out into the house, to explore things a bit on her own. She wasn't far from her room though, when she met with Mr. Darcy, who was coming to see if everything suited her needs.
"Yes, very much," replied Elizabeth to his inquiry on whether she liked her rooms. "The view of the lake is splendid indeed."
"I am glad that you like it," said Darcy. "We have some time before we join the others. Would you like a quick tour of the house?" Darcy hoped that she said yes. He wanted to be the one to show her Pemberley.
"If you would be so kind as to show me around, I would like it very much," said Elizabeth with a smile on her face. Pemberley had so far impressed her and who better to share the praise with then the owner.
Together they wandered through the house, Darcy talking about the various rooms. Elizabeth was impressed with the house and his description of it. He didn't make anything seem more important then it was, with no speeches about how many pounds this or that cost. He was proud of Pemberley but not to the point of suffocating those around him with it.
After touring some rooms, Darcy stopped in front of two large double doors. Elizabeth looked at Darcy, slightly lifting one of her eyebrows.
"I think this will be one room that you will greatly like, Miss Bennet. I know that it is a favorite of mine." Knowing that her natural curiosity was peaked, her grabbed the handles to the door and flung them open.
Elizabeth slowly stepped into the room, her eyes wide. "When you said you had an impressive library, Mr. Darcy, I did not think you meant this."
Darcy smiled as Elizabeth stepped into the library. The room was quite large, with many tall shelves filling the room. At the end of the library was a large fireplace, with a couple of high back chairs facing it. Elizabeth moved to one shelf and began to examine the titles.
"My great-grandfather started this collection many years ago. Over the years it has swelled, as my father had a great love of books. I have seen this library re-arranged twice in my lifetime, to accommodate the books added to it."
"Twice?" asked Elizabeth, who had pulled a book from the shelf and was leafing through it.
"Yes," said Mr. Darcy. "Once, when I was a child and again, a few years ago, when I became tired of having the books piled on the sides of the shelves." Elizabeth smiled, and then removed another book from the shelf.
"What do you have there," asked Mr. Darcy. He moved to her side so he could see the book.
"It is the second volume of a book that I read a long time ago. My father had tried to obtain the second volume to read but he could not find it. And now, here it is."
"Please take it," said Mr. Darcy. Elizabeth looked up at him. "Please feel free to use this library as much as you wish. Nothing would make me happier."
Elizabeth was shocked at the softness in his voice. She looked at him and for the first time, she really looked. She could see something in his dark eyes, and whatever that was, she was the cause of it. And somehow, whatever that something she saw in his eyes was, it made her happy.
She was unable to say anything though, by the arrival of Colonel Fitzwilliam and Georgiana. Darcy stepped slightly away from Elizabeth.
"I told you we would find them here, Georgiana," said Fitzwilliam. "Darcy always takes his guests to the library."
Georgiana smiled at her cousin. She then addressed Elizabeth. "What do you think of Pemberley, Miss Gardiner?"
"It is very nice. I can see why you like it here," replied Elizabeth.
"You like it then," said Darcy eagerly, not caring that his sister and cousin were there. He needed to know what she thought of the house. Her opinion mattered to him and if she didn't approve of it, then he would tear it down brick by brick and build it back up again.
"Yes, I do. Very much," said Elizabeth. "I will be quite content to spend my time with Miss Darcy here."
Darcy broke into a wide grin. Elizabeth would be happy here. And that was all that mattered to him.
Christmas came and went peacefully at Pemberley. The small party enjoyed a quiet Christmas filled with fond recollections of the past. Colonel Fitzwilliam had tried to make Miss Gardiner speak of her family and the family traditions they observed but she remained silent about the issue. When pressed, she merely replied that she did not want to speak of them. He had dropped the issue, but not before observing his cousin's stern look.
Of all the things that puzzled him, nothing puzzled the good Colonel more then his cousin's behaviour to the fine Miss Gardiner. Darcy seemed to treat her more as an honoured guest instead of the companion of his sister. She was always asked for her opinion on this and that, and they would often talk of some of the books that they had both read. It seemed to be a curious relationship and Fitzwilliam had a feeling that there was more to it, then Darcy being the employer and she the employee.
Fitzwilliam didn't speak to his cousin about it though. The few times he had discussed Miss Gardiner with Darcy, he had gotten minimal answers to his questions. Darcy was hiding something, but he didn't want to confront him about it. He knew that if Darcy did not want to speak of something he wouldn't.
Fitzwilliam had spent many an hour in the company of Miss Gardiner and had enjoyed it immensely. She was bright and quick. He liked that a lot in a woman. And the effect that she had on Georgiana was slowly becoming apparent. The attitude with which Miss Gardiner approached life was being embraced by Georgiana. She had already become more forward, in dealing with both himself and her brother. With time and Miss Gardiner's help, Georgiana would be able to put Wickham's betrayal behind her.
Even though he liked Miss Gardiner immensely, he was hesitant to explore the possibility of anything further. The times he had returned from walking about the snow-shoveled paths around Pemberley with Miss Gardiner, he had received finely veiled looks of jealously from Darcy. However, if his cousin was disapproving of the time he spent with Miss Gardiner, he was slow to say anything about it.
Miss Gardiner was unlike anyone he had met before. She was intelligent and shared her opinion openly and honestly. He could easily admit to himself that if given the chance he could fall quite easily in love with her. But he had no fortune, or even a house for himself. What life could he offer her, when he would be inevitably called off to go to war? That was not the life that she needed.
So Colonel Fitzwilliam resigned himself to merely being an admirer of Miss Gardiner. It was the best he could do at this moment. Perhaps if things had been different he could be more then an admirer, but that was not to be.
Elizabeth was enjoying her time at Pemberley. She spent most of her time in the company of Georgiana, reading books while Georgiana practiced at the pianoforte. Sometimes she would practice too, but only at the urging of her young friend. Often, Mr. Darcy or Colonel Fitzwilliam would join them and listen to their endeavors. The party often went on walks outdoors, enjoying the winter sunshine despite the cold. Georgiana often spoke of how beautiful Pemberley was in the spring but Elizabeth wasn't sure if she would still be there to see it. She was anxious to have some contact with her family. She hadn't sent a note or letter since leaving Hertfordshire over a month ago. She knew her family was worried and wanted to contact them soon.
She had sat down numerous times to start a letter for Jane, but most of them ended up being thrown away. She didn't know what to say. Dear Jane, Pemberley is wonderful. Has Papa has come to his senses? Yours etc... Elizabeth knew that Jane was too good of a soul not to reveal her location. She would not be able to not tell their father. Elizabeth considered talking to Mr. Darcy about contacting her family but she finally decided not too. This was her problem. She had to deal with it in her own way. He had done more then enough for her and it was time that she started to deal with some things on her own. She knew that she could not stay at Pemberley forever and eventually she would have to return to her parents.
I cannot delay the inevitable. I will have to return and face my family. But the longer Elizabeth debated on how to contact her family the longer she could remain in the company of the Darcy's. She had grown quite close to Georgiana and these few short weeks and had made a good friend in the Colonel. She liked him a great deal and was happy to have the friendship that he afforded. He was quite good at keeping her mind occupied so she could not dwell on her situation. The only thing that perturbed her over her friendship with Colonel Fitzwilliam was that she was not completely honest with him. She had agreed with Mr. Darcy that she should not tell the Colonel her true situation. Not that they didn't trust them, but with the fewer people knowing the truth the easier it would be to hide her. Colonel Fitzwilliam would understand when the truth eventually did surface.
Despite spending the majority of her day with either Georgiana or Colonel Fitzwilliam, Elizabeth had managed to spend some time in the company of Mr. Darcy. They often were in the library together, each reading a different book while the fire blazed and the snow fell outside. It was quiet and peaceful. Sometimes they conversed over what they had read, with each suggesting different books for the other to try.
Elizabeth often thought of her relationship with Mr. Darcy. She couldn't believe how her opinion of him had changed since the night they danced together at Netherfield. Then, she could hardly contain her anger and contempt for the man. Now, how could she explain how she felt for the man for had saved her from Mr. Collins and a fate worse then death. And how could she been so careless as to believe what Wickham said as true, without once looking into his character. He had blinded her. Elizabeth did not know the whole of the story about Wickham and Georgiana but she did not have to think hard about what might have happened. She assumed that Wickham might have tried to prey upon her, maybe after her fortune or revenge or both. What ever Wickham had done to Georgiana he had affected her deeply. Georgiana, though more outgoing then when they had first met, still had some reserve to her character that could only be attributed to some deep pain. Elizabeth's heart went out to Georgiana and she did everything in her power to help her become the confident young woman that she knew she could be.
In mid-January, Colonel Fitzwilliam said that he was obliged to head back into town. Darcy also stated that he also had business in London and needed to return. He was unable to say how long his business would take but he was certain that at least a month would pass before he could return. Georgiana and Elizabeth elected to stay on at Pemberley. The former because she liked Pemberley better then London and the latter for wishing to remain away from her family's detection. So one cold January morning, Elizabeth and Georgiana were wishing Colonel Fitzwilliam and Mr. Darcy a safe journey as the gentlemen stepped into one of Darcy's carriages.
"You will write soon, cousin?" asked Georgiana to Colonel Fitzwilliam.
"Of course!" Fitzwilliam replied. "I am sorry that I have been negligent in the past, my dear Georgiana, but I promise I will make it up to you tenfold. And Miss Gardiner, I do not hope you mind that I send a letter on to you every once and a while. I am sure my regiment will give me great cause for writing, as I want to continue to share with you stories of their follies."
"I look forward to receiving your letters, Colonel," said Elizabeth with a smile. Only Georgiana noticed the stern look cross her brother's face as he watched them.
"You will write also," Georgiana addressed her brother, in an attempt to prevent him from being discovered by the other two.
"You know I always do," said Darcy, his face softening as he regarded Georgiana. He then turned to Elizabeth.
"I trust that you will take good care of my sister, Miss Gardiner."
"You can rely on me, Mr. Darcy," replied Elizabeth. "We will be quite fine here at Pemberley."
Darcy nodded and with a quick look to his cousin they entered the carriage. As it was pulling away, Darcy caught Elizabeth's eye and she smiled at him. That smile took his breath away and his jealously of the Colonel was momentarily forgotten. Then the carriage rounded the corner and turned out the gate, cutting off his view of Elizabeth Bennet.
Until I see you again...Elizabeth...
Chapter 16
Posted on Friday, 9 March 2001
Darcy had been in London for one week when the person he had been dreading most came to visit him. Fortunately Darcy had been out at the time so he had missed him. But the card had been left and a return visit was required. So with some reluctance Darcy ordered his carriage and went to visit Bingley.
Darcy came to Bingley's townhouse and was immediately shown inside. Bingley was currently in the parlor. The butler announced him and Darcy walked into the room.
"Darcy!" cried Bingley, crossing the room in eager strides. He grabbed his hand and started shaking it. "I haven't seen you in so long! When I finally made it back to town I had heard that you and your sister had gone to Pemberley!"
"Bingley," said Darcy. "It has been a while. Georgiana wished to spend Christmas at Pemberley and when have I ever been able to deny her anything." Trying to sound unconcerned he continued, knowing what direction the conversation would soon turn. "How are your sisters?"
"Quite fine," replied Bingley. "They are still in Hertfordshire at Netherfield. You should have stayed Darcy. We could have used your help."
"Help?" asked Darcy. "Whatever for?"
"You mean you don't know?" asked Bingley incredulously.
"Know what?"
"Miss Elizabeth Bennet is missing! Surely you must have heard something!"
"Missing!" exclaimed Darcy, trying to put as much feeling into it as possible. "Good God, what happened!"
"No one knows. But she disappeared before she could marry Collins."
"What is being done to recover her?" asked Darcy, judging by Bingley's reaction that he didn't suspect Darcy at all.
"Her uncle, Mr. Gardiner and I are trying to find her. So far we have contacted all of her friends in London and around Hertfordshire. No one has seen her."
Darcy paced the room, and turned back to Bingley.
"You can be assured of my aid in helping to find her."
"I knew that you would offer to help," said Bingley. His face grew into a grin. "The sooner Miss Elizabeth Bennet returns to Hertfordshire the sooner this can be resolved to everyone's happiness."
"Do you think her father will agree to break the engagement?" asked Darcy.
"I doubt it," said Bingley. He paused. "But we will not know till she returns."
"You seem eager to find her, Bingley."
"Well...yes," said Bingley, an odd smile on his face. "I just want to see her safely returned to her family."
Darcy regarded Bingley carefully. There was a glow about him, as if he had seen a glimpse of heaven. Darcy decided to determine what it was.
"You seem different, Bingley."
"Me?" Bingley gave a short laugh. "No, I am the same as ever."
Darcy was downright surprised. Bingley had never once in the entire course of their friendship lied to him. And here he was, standing right in front of him, lying. Darcy was going to press it further but stopped himself. What right do I have to demand Bingley to tell the truth when I lied straight to his face not five minutes before. Fine, Bingley. You can have your secrets and I can have mine. Darcy continued with the question that had been plaguing him since he took Elizabeth away.
"Why didn't you contact me sooner, Bingley?"
"I thought that you knew. I figured as soon as you heard you would come rushing back to help Miss Elizabeth Bennet. I guess I was wrong."
"I did not know, Bingley, or else I would have returned immediately. I was only in London for a few days before I left for Derbyshire. And I spent most of my time with my sister, so I heard little of the outside world."
"I see," said Bingley. "Well now you know and you can help us to recover her. In fact, you can help us tonight. Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner will be joining me tonight for supper. I hope that you will stay."
Darcy accepted the offer. He had succeeded in convincing Bingley that he had been oblivious and therefore innocent in regards to Elizabeth's disappearance. But he knew that the Gardiner's would be harder to convince.
Dearest GeorgianaHow I wish that this business in town would end, so that I might rejoin you at Pemberley. The pleasures of town are nothing compared to being in your company and having your sweet music fill my senses.
"Hmmm...I don't think that you are quite as anxious to return to Pemberley to see me as to see another person currently here."
How are you and Miss Bennet doing? Am I correct in assuming that you are passing your time happily at Pemberley together? Is Miss Bennet content with Pemberley? If she has any complaints I hope that you will tell me of them right away so I might find a way to correct them.
"Do not worry dear brother, Miss Bennet is fine."
I have met up with Bingley in town. He is here helping the Gardiners search for Miss Bennet. I am aiding them, so as to not throw suspicion onto myself in helping Miss Bennet to escape.
"That is a good idea, as it may help to buy you some time."
Bingley easily believed me and thinks that I did not hear of Miss Bennet's disappearance until he told me of it. I am not convinced, however, that the Gardiners believe me, but they have not questioned me about Miss Bennet so I believe I am safe.
"Still, you had better be careful. From what Miss Bennet has told me, her uncle and aunt are not to be underestimated."
From what I have gathered from the Gardiners and Bingley, the Bennet's all remain at Longbourn. Her mother has been quite awful, never coming out of her room. Her father, Mr. Bennet sits in his library all alone. The only person he will talk to is Mr. Gardiner. He has no humor for any of his other daughters. Miss Jane Bennet is taking care of the mother, while the other three daughters remain much the same. Mr. Collins has returned to his home in Hunsford, out of fear of neglecting his duties to Lady Catherine. He keeps in regular contact though, but he is relying on Bingley and Mr. Gardiner to find Elizabeth.
"I cannot believe Mr. Collins is that bad. What Elizabeth says of him must be true."
Bingley has been acting strange lately. He seems quite eager to return Miss Bennet to Longbourn. It is as if he has another reason for bringing Miss Bennet home, then having her resolve her engagement with Collins.
"Didn't Miss Bennet mention something about her elder sister Jane and Mr. Bingley? Maybe he is anxious to return to the elder Miss Bennet's company."
I have seen our cousin Fitzwilliam only a few times since we returned to London. Has he written you or Miss Bennet? I have been too busy with my business or Bingley to spend much time with him. Plus, I wish to keep Bingley and Fitzwilliam separate since they might put supply each other with the clues to solve the enigma of Miss Bennet's disappearance. I do not wish that to happen.
"I hope that is the only reason that you are slighting our cousin."
I received a letter, no wait I am not being completely honest with you, a summons to Rosings Park from our aunt, Lady Catherine. She is again looking forward to my visit with Fitzwilliam at Easter. I wish that I could not go, since I shall only be able to afford to come to Pemberley for a few weeks before I am off again. But if our cousin and I do not go for our yearly visit we may be forced to endure one of hers. I don't think we or our servants can endure that again.
"As much as I love our aunt, I have to agree. It is better that you go to her then she come to us."
Even though I will be home for a few weeks, I am looking forward to it with each passing day. I long to be in your company again.
"We both know whose company you long to be in. You don't need to lie to me, Fitzwilliam."
I am sorry to write you a short letter but I must hurry off to a meeting. I will be returning to Pemberley soon, but much later then I could wish it to be. I send you all my love. Yours etc...Fitzwilliam D.
Georgiana put her brother's letter down on her writing table and thought for a minute. Since first hearing of Elizabeth Bennet last autumn, she had known that her brother thought highly of her. Not once had he ever mentioned any women in his letters. Elizabeth Bennet was the first.
The fact that he had rescued Elizabeth from marrying another man was almost enough to convince Georgiana of his feelings for her. But it wasn't till she observed them together that she knew for certain that Elizabeth Bennet was the woman whom her brother loved. She was quite happy for him, to have finally found some one who could give him the happiness he so deserved.
She was not quite sure of Miss Bennet's feelings for her brother though. Georgiana knew that Miss Bennet did have feelings about him, but whether they extended past friendship was entirely unknown. Georgiana did not have the courage to ask Miss Bennet directly about what she felt but through observation she knew that the seed of love was beginning to bloom. She would often find Miss Bennet in the gallery, observing the portrait of her brother with a slight smile on her face.
Georgiana was taken from her thoughts on Miss Bennet and her brother when the lady herself entered the room.
"I thought I would find you here," said Elizabeth. "I had heard that you had received a letter from your brother."
"Yes, I have," replied Georgiana. "He writes to say that everything is well in London and that he has met up with Mr. Bingley and your uncle and aunt, the Gardiners."
"He has seen my uncle?" said Elizabeth shocked.
"Yes," said Georgiana, as she scanned the letter. "My brother writes that all is well at Longbourn, and he is assisting Mr. Bingley and your uncle in finding you. He thinks it is best so that suspicion may not fall upon him."
"Yes," said Elizabeth. "That is wise. I do not wish to return to my family yet. I do not know how my father will receive me."
"Perhaps when my brother returns, he will be able to tell you about that."
"When is her returning to Pemberley?"
"Next week, I hope," said Georgiana. "But he will only be here for a few weeks before he is off again. He and my cousin, Colonel Fitzwilliam, visit my aunt, Lady Catherine at Easter."
Elizabeth smiled. "Well, if your brother is to be home soon, we had better renew our efforts to learn that new concerto."
Georgiana smiled back, and put her letter back into her desk drawer. Elizabeth seemed happy that Mr. Darcy would soon rejoin them, if only for a few weeks. Georgiana looked forward to the time when her brother would return, with the hopes that the time together would help secure Elizabeth as her sister forever.
"Well, my love, I believe you are right."
"I told you not to question a lady's intuition."
"I promise you that I will never again question your intuition."
"Good. Now that we agree on the matter, what should we do?"
"Well, her family would be much relieved to have Elizabeth returned to them."
"I know that, my love. Your sister has been in horrid spirits."
"Yes, she has indeed. But, if Elizabeth is returned, she will be married to Mr. Collins on the spot."
"I don't think he will let that happen."
"Despite our high opinion of Mr. Darcy, he is still a man of honor and we will not be able to oppose Mr. Bennet. With his removal of Elizabeth before the wedding, he is only delaying the inevitable. We have to convince Mr. Bennet that the only way Elizabeth will return is if the engagement is terminated."
"But will Mr. Bennet's pride be able to take such a blow?"
"I do not know, my dear, but with time, it may soften his resolve."
"So we should let Elizabeth remain with Mr. Darcy?"
"I believe that it is the best decision. I am sure she is happy and taken care of."
"Yes, I do not think Mr. Darcy would be negligent in his treatment of her." Mrs. Gardiner smiled.
"What are you smiling about?" asked Mr. Gardiner with a playful grin of his own.
"Nothing," Mrs. Gardiner said. "I was just thinking of how nice it would be to have Elizabeth settled in Derbyshire."
"Is that your lady's intuition speaking again, my dear?"
"Yes, my dear husband, I believe it is."