Invitations, Letters, Reactions & Confessions
Part 1: Weddings & A Marriage
Prologue:
Nov 1, 1812
"You are too generous to trifle with me. If your feelings are as they were last April, .please tell me so at once. My affections and wishes are unchanged, but one word from you will silence me on this subject forever."
Such were the words of that gentleman to the lady of his dreams. He had placed his whole heart and soul into that sentence and knew that the answer would either mean a life of loneliness and despair or one of joy and happiness.
The lady in question returned an answer that caused his heart to stop and his breath to freeze in his lungs. Slowly, surely the meaning of those tender words bespoken by his companion began to break open and flower within his mind. His countenance took on a glow as his heart struggled to regain its' pace. A feeling of serenity suffused his body and his limbs began to slowly relax and release some of the tension built up over that long, dark period of his existence that had been his bane since their fateful meeting at Hunsford. The nearness of her being, the fragrance of her perfume awakened new desires in his heart.
Chapter 1 - Letters
Nov 12, 1812Dearest Sister,
Let your heart ring out with gladness as today I bring you tidings of joy. When last we spoke you offered me hope and encouragement for that prospect that I have so dearly wanted and needed for this past year. Yes, Elizabeth Bennet has agreed to become Mrs. Elizabeth Darcy. My hearts' deepest happiness is full to overflowing.
I know that you share this love with me, Georgiana. For Elizabeth is all that I have ever dreamed of all of my life and who's heart I have struggled to win this past year. When I was at my deepest ebb last summer it was you who provided me the strength to go on. I failed of all hope after my first miserable attempt at winning her hand. Your tender suggestions I have taken to heart and followed their directions in finding my path back to my Elizabeth's heart. I could not have come so far without your gentle guiding hand.
The depth of love in my heart for Elizabeth is followed only by gratitude to you for showing me how to be myself in her company. It was through your insistence that we were attendant on her at the Inn at Rosings'. You showed to both Elizabeth and I the gift of sharing of ourselves by your efforts that morning. By rushing to get ready and get to town so soon after your arrival at Pemberley you showed me the depth of trust in your heart. Your encouragement during the carriage ride to town, and suggestions on how to deal with my feelings for her have smoothed our way. You saw into my soul and helped me find the wishes of my heart. I am eternally in your debt.
Elizabeth and I are to be married here at the Parish Church at Longbourn on Dec. 6, 1812. You must come and wait attendant on your brother and meet all of your new family. You have gained not one but 5 new sisters. But yet there is more that I must ask of you. And these things must remain secret for now. I am desirous of welcoming Elizabeth to her new home in such a way that she will know that it is her home for all time if she desires.
I need for you to consult with Mr. Jennings and Mr. Rudolf regarding some special events that I have in mind to occur. They will need to attend me here at Netherfield as quickly as they may. Please have the carriage prepared for them and provide them with what monies they may need for the trip. I know that Christmas is coming and I want to have Pemberley decorated out and I know how much that you enjoy doing such things yourself, having done as much last year. We are to have a Christmas Ball on December 19 to celebrate our wedding. I am inviting many of our dear friends from Derbyshire to attend.
I have engaged by special arrangement a small orchestra of 45 instruments to arrive at Lambton during the week of our marriage. There they are to set up a special stage in the West Wing. They will be performing some special music just arrived in London from Vienna by the German Master van Beethoven, being his 8th Symphony. There will also be works performed by Haydn, his Symphony no. 104 "The London". I know how both you and Elizabeth love music and made these arrangements for all of our enjoyment. If you have other works that you desire please advise the master of the orchestra, Mr. John Taverner, when he arrives so that all of the proper score parts may be obtained in time. There will be a large group of string players engaged, so there will also be the availability of concerts by mixed groups for chamber works of the String Quartet and Quintet style. I have informed Mr. Taverner that you have recently been working diligently on your performances on the Harp and he is bringing along some special music written just for that instrument and string accompaniment that should be easily within your abilities.
In addition I have engaged a troupe of players to perform for us a special play. I have selected Shakespeare's `Comedy of Errors' as a special treat for Elizabeth and I know that she will get the `joke', having survived so many `errors' from myself.
As for the house and garden I have also made special arrangements with Messrs. Field and Smithe from London for a spectacular fireworks display to occur on New Years Day. They will be bringing along some unusual equipment, I understand, as quite a bit of it will be done by small barge on the lake in front of our home. You are to issue a general invitation to all of the families from the area for this celebration, as we will be providing a picnic on the grounds for all to enjoy.
I know that all of this sounds exciting and I am looking forward to it with great anticipation. It is to be a great surprise and combined wedding present and Christmas celebration. I shall need to discuss some of the other entertainment and special arrangements directly with Mr. Jennings and Mr. Rudolf in person.
Please request Mrs. Reynolds to prepare our parents room to receive its new occupants. I have hesitated in occupying that room all of these years knowing that it could only belong to both the Master and Mistress of Pemberley. I did not know who she might be but did not wish to move to that special room until such time as I could find that special woman of my dreams. Elizabeth Bennet IS that woman and now is the time for Pemberley to really become a home again. The home of our families past and the place for all of Elizabeth and my future hopes and dreams.
Oh, Georgiana! Can there be a happier man in the world than I am? My heart leaps for joy as the bells of my soul peal out. I plan on taking Elizabeth on a honeymoon trip to Paris and Vienna after the new years. Our life together is just beginning and I do so want to show her how very much my love for her overflows my heart. We will be gone to the continent for probably about 3 months, after which time we shall return and live at Pemberley.
We do not want to exclude you from our joy and are extending an invitation to you to join us on our voyage. It was through your help that we have come together and we want and need for you to share the happiness that we have found. Elizabeth is part of my life now and for all time, but you shall always have a special place there beside her. Please welcome her to our family and I know that she loves you as dearly as do I.
Your loving brother,
Fitzwilliam
Netherfield Estate
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Nov. 12, 1812Dearest Aunt Cat,
This letter is written to you by your loving nephew at a time and with a subject that he is aware will bring you great pain. Nevertheless, it must be so. You are my mother's only sister and I know that you held her in your highest regard. She spoke to me of you many times before her untimely death, and always with the highest esteem.
I would rather do almost anything than give pain to one of my dearest relations. I know your feelings from my many pleasant visits to Rosings with you and my sweet cousin Anne.
But now I must come to the point without further delay. One week ago, when you came to visit me at my home in London you expressed your feelings regarding a certain lady and her possible involvement with myself. The force of your arguments betrayed to me your deep-seated feelings regarding the lady. At the time I was uncertain of the outcome and therefore could not force myself to be completely truthful with you.
I know that you love me, dearest aunt, and will in the future be able to come to terms with what I must tell you now. But perforce expressing the conclusion I beg your indulgence in allowing me to tell you of my heart.
In April of this year, when cousin Fitzwilliam and I attended with you at Rosings for several weeks, I had the pleasure of renewing an acquaintance of mine from last fall, Miss Elizabeth Bennet. When I had initially met Elizabeth at her home in Meryton, I had spent a good amount of time getting to know her personality and way of life. I, myself, being always the reserved one, held my thoughts and desires to myself and in no way demonstrated to the young lady that I had any interest in her other than that of polite conversation.
I am afraid that in doing so, I showed to her a side of myself that I regret having, and that is one of somewhat a more prideful nature than one should have. But now I run ahead of myself and I beg you please forgive. With our acquaintance renewed, I became under the impression that she was somehow desirous of my amorous advances and expecting a statement of my intent. Nothing could have been further from the truth. I had misjudged the lady and upon the offer of my hand discovered to my most profound regret and embarrassment she would have none of me.
I am afraid, dear aunt, that she was correct in her assessment of myself. At the time I could not see this and struggled to justify my reasons that ultimately fell tumbling down like a house of cards. My wealth; my family connections; my estate meant nothing to her, and she was correct. I was rude in my offer, my language was prideful and prejudiced, and most rightly did she bring me low. She deserved far better than what I had offered and instead of inspiring her love I engendered her hate. I was irrational and injurious to her in my words and judgmental in my approach. Her rebuff of my hand and heart taught me much and opened my eyes to what I was in the eyes of the world.
Thereafter I could not bring myself to hope of a repair of her feelings, having wounded them so deeply. As for myself, I was not a liberty to reveal this to anyone. I struggled with the realization of my error and felt shame and heartbreak at the loss of the only woman whom I could ever truly love. I know these words can only bring pain to your heart, dear aunt, but I must needs speak them to you so that you can understand my own.
I felt that my world was at an end and I should despair of any hope for future happiness. When, by a miracle of providence, I was granted a second chance. Upon my return to Derbyshire during the summer, I chanced to encounter Elizabeth who was on a tour of the county with her relations. To my shock and surprise, I discovered that she bore me no ill will from our last encounter, but that she seemed willing to at least forgive me enough to be a friend -- I dared not hope for more. I endeavored to demonstrate to her that her reproofs of my manners had been addressed and attended to.
After several days she was forced to return to her home near Meryton on urgent business of her family. I, myself, had business in London that required my immediate attention. After concluding my affairs I returned to Hertfordshire with Charles Bingley, a dear friend. Charles renewed his friendship with Jane Bennet, Elizabeth's sister, whom he had fallen in love with last fall. Due to an incorrect assessment on my part, they had been temporarily separated but now renewed their future hopes with vows of love. Having completed my business in Meryton, I withdrew to London to allow Charles time with his fiancee.
I know not who circulated the rumor that you came to me with, aunt, but it was not Miss Bennet, nor any member of her family. They were totally unaware of my interests in this matter. Howsoever it occurred, your message to me awakened hope in my heart and desire in my soul. Was it possible that my dearest Elizabeth could forgive and forget all of the mean and injurious things that I had said and done to her and not rebuff my feelings?
Could it be that I might be provided a new opportunity to restore the dreams of my life? My joy was without bounds, but my heart felt trepidation. I returned to Netherfield and visited with Elizabeth again. This time I offered to her my desire to share with her all of my hopes and dream for the future in a manner more befitting the one whom I regard as the queen of my life. We are to be married shortly at the Parish church at Longbourn.
We both thank you from the depth of our hearts for showing us the path to true love. Your communications with both of us offered the means of uniting us. We know that your message was meant in a different manner, nevertheless it was the final link that forged our hearts together and made our souls as one.
I know that the feelings and happenings that I have shared with you in this letter will be most injurious to your soul, as I know the life long dream you have felt for the uniting of your daughter Anne with myself. I regret that this could never be. I have endeavored to share this with you ever since I have come of age. I do not mean to injure you or dear cousin Anne. I have not now or ever felt that deep regard for Anne that a man should share with the woman who will share his life.
I treasure both of you dearly and pray that somehow you will come to see the rightness of my actions. I know it can not be soon, and that you will probably not be able to attend my wedding, but I would wish that you could find it in your heart to come to love Elizabeth, as do I. She is all that my dear mother and father could have wished for in a wife. Georgiana has met Elizabeth and shared with me her own feelings. She expressed that she has always wanted a sister to share and converse with and that of all women in the world she finds Elizabeth most worthy.
Elizabeth is the love of my life and the hope of my future. She and I share the desire and wish that you and Anne would want to share in our joy and may, in time, be able to come to visit with us at Pemberley. Should this not be possible at present we will understand, but the offer will always be there for your use at any time. We, neither of us, bear you ill will for the feelings you expressed and pray that your heart will be open to our happiness and love.
I must close now, but will always remain your loving nephew.
Fitzwilliam Darcy Netherfield Estate
Chapter 2 - Invitations
The Pleasure of your attendance is requested
At a Christmas Ball at Pemberley Estate
In celebration of the marriage of
Miss Elizabeth Anne Bennet of Meryton
&
George Fitzwilliam Darcy of Derbyshire
8:00 O'clock P.M.
Saturday
December 19, 1812
RSVP
Admission is for a party of four.
Chapter III - Reactions
{Wherein a certain unmarried young lady makes a call.}
Darcy was in the library at Netherfield Estate on the morning of Wednesday November 4, 1812 perusing the meager contents. His day with Elizabeth was to begin a little late on this date, due to some arrangements that Mrs. Bennet and her daughters had made in appointments with several seamstresses of the area. This not being considered part of the male obligations and involvement it was agreed that Darcy and Elizabeth would forgo their normal morning engagements. An afternoon tea and neighborhood fŐte for well wishers from Meryton was planned for 2 O'clock. Although Darcy was normally not inclined to such events the feelings of joy and pride that arose in his breast whenever he could show off the prize that he had won for himself, placed his disposition in such an agreeable manner that people who would attend would often comment on the difference that was to be noted in this normal harbinger of gloom. Many were those who expressed great surprise in seeing such a smile of happiness on his countenance that it seemed to stretch from ear to ear.
Just as Darcy was finally making a selection from the sparse offerings available he could hear a chaise and four make its approach outside the building. Darcy at first thought to acquaint himself with the source of the visit, but then decided against it and meant to return to his book. He poured himself a glass of port and settled into a comfortable chair for what he hoped would be a pleasant morning of peace and quiet.
Shortly thereafter there was a brief commotion heard from the front door as the muffled sounds of the doorman could be heard welcoming the lady on her return.
Suddenly the door to the library was swung open to reveal the visitor resplendent in a bright orange and yellow gown, with her face a complexion that seemed to match in hue and texture the materials of her wardrobe. Darcy arose from the chair in deference to her entrance and took up a position close to the mantle.
"Sir. May I speak with you regarding a matter of great importance?" Caroline began, trying to martial her thoughts and words for the battle yet to be engaged.
"Why, Miss Bingley." he replied with a sense of amazement and incredulity. "Yes. I would be happy to speak with you, if you so desire." Laying his book aside, Darcy studied the lady before him with an interest and feeling of compassion he had not known himself to possess. He had recognized that such a day would come and it gave him no pleasure to know the pain he must inflict. In their relationship he had always maintained a distance, and could never feel other than to offer her the respect of being the sister of his nearest friend.
Caroline Bingley had not expected to reach such a moment as this in her life. Having been educated in the finest Seminaries in that town in the North of England from which her progenitors had deigned to inhabit. Upon the death of her father she and her sisters had inherited fortunes of some 20,000 pounds each. Youth and life seemed now to be passing her by and she felt herself threatened by the precipice of time as she approached the age of 30 with no certain promise of matrimony near at hand.
Her sister, Louisa, she had seen sink into a loveless marriage with Mr. Hurst, a man of more fashion than fortune. Why, the Hursts did not even posses a horse or carriage to transport themselves around. Relying on the goodness of their brother Charles for whatever needs that occasioned in that area. Mr. Hurst spent more time asleep than awake, and often awoke with a start in the middle of conversations to express a dislike of the conversation or subject, although not having any clear idea whom was speaking or what the subject was about.
The chime on the mantle clock had just announced the hour of 10 as Caroline Bingley had entered the room. Her appearance and manner were such as to give Darcy some cause for amusement as he recognized some of his old self in her approach. At first she paced the room. At first turning to face him with a pained expression on her countenance and then, failing to find the words, turned away for a moment. Her inner struggle was apparent as she turned again and walked away, removed a wrap from `round her shoulders and lay it on the back of a chair. The crisp rustle of her dress was, for a time, the only sound to be heard. Seating herself across from him, again she searched his face for some means of relief from the inner torment of her soul. Suddenly, rising from her chair, she began to wring her hands in frustration, seemed to find a resolve within herself and began to speak.
"Mr. Darcy," Caroline began again. "I have come here today to express myself more clearly to you than I have in the past. You and I have been acquainted with each other for some three full years now, since the Ball at the Estate of Sir Trulken Harkins."
"Yes, Miss Bingley, you are indeed correct. We were introduced by the Earl himself, as I recall," Darcy responded, not knowing wherewith this conversation was directing but hiding a suspicion in his chest.
"Yes, the Earl was most gracious in his efforts," Caroline began, hoping to distract some of Darcy's feelings by bringing to mind some of their history together. "I believe that we danced the first two dances together on that occasion. Your grace and style of dance are envied by all who behold it and enjoyed by each lady to whom you grant the favor."
"I thank you for your compliments," Darcy replied ".but surely, Miss Bingley, you did not travel here from Pemberley just to compliment me on my dexterity of movement. To what do I owe the pleasure of your attendance today?"
"Sir. you are correct. Two days ago I received a most alarming report from your sister. Georgiana had received a letter from you wherein you stated your intention of connecting yourself with a certain young lady of our acquaintance, to wit, Miss Elizabeth Bennet. I immediately determined to come here with the express purpose of clarifying for myself the exact nature of this situation for myself and with the express intent of precluding that unfortunate event, if at all possible."
"Miss Bingley! Have you taken leave of your senses?" Darcy interjected forcefully.
"Nay, Sir! Please hear me out on this subject before you stay my discourse." Caroline engaged Darcy's eyes and attempted to compose herself.
"Very well, Miss Bingley," Darcy responded with some degree of impatience. "I will listen if I must, but I must forewarn you that if you have come here to disparage Miss Bennet today you must forefend. Avoid those words of denigration regarding Elizabeth that you have so often felt necessary to impart in the past. I will not hear any diatribe against her that you feel required to express." Darcy turned away and gazed absently out the window.
Caroline Bingley was taken aback. The color in her cheeks flushed an angry red and it was several moments before she had regained enough composure to commence her attack afresh although now it must be from a different angle.
"Mr. Darcy - it has long been my impression that you regarded your family and its'history with deep reverence and respect. I have often observed that you take a great pride in associating yourself with those persons among society who share similar backgrounds and beliefs."
Darcy turned to face her, a firm resolution in his jaw. "Yes, you are quite accurate in your statements and seem to be astute in your observations. The Darcy family stretches back over many generations and we have served the Empire well whenever there has been a need."
"And you should be proud, Sir. Yours is a family to be envied in both its' history and its' destiny. I have been honored to be in your attendance whenever the occasion has allowed. My brother Charles counts you as his dearest friend."
Darcy was beginning to be impatient with Caroline's' flattery but deemed it best to withhold censure as he had previously agreed to hear her out. To relieve the tension in his stomach Darcy determined to cross his arms, but his fingers began to fidget as they drummed a beat on his wrist.
Shortly Caroline began afresh. "During the length of our friendship it has come to be my belief that there was a mutual accord, at times, between us. Sir, I have felt that on several occasions you have communicated a feeling of alacrity and enthusiasm. My own feelings, I am sure, you can not have failed to mistake."
"Miss Bingley, please." Darcy tried to interrupt, but was forestalled by Caroline's raising of her hand. Muttering a sigh to himself, he turned again to view the outside park from his place in front of the window.
".And it was these very feelings and remembrances that brought me here today. I could not believe that the message that was conveyed in your letter to Georgiana could possibly be correct. Indeed, I knew that there had to be some mistake and I immediately determined to set out for Netherfield to make you aware of my feelings.
"From the earliest moments of our acquaintance I have regarded you with the deepest respect and honor. Your manner and bearing speak well of your heritage. Your friendship with Charles has brought to him and our family new resources of knowledge and connections for which each of us is in your debt. Your standing within the community is highly to be desired. Surely, sir, you can see the degradation to yourself that a match such as this will entail. The impropriety of the family is at times beyond comprehension.
"As for my own part, I must beg your indulgence when I reveal my heart. You can not deny that in the past I have not attempted to hide my partiality towards you and my wishes for our future." Caroline, paused to catch her breath and tried to determine if there was any hope for her by attempting to study any movement or expression that her audience might betray. Darcy stood motionless before her, his back to her, offering her no relief or source of observation.
"I have attempted in all of my intercourse with you to convey those expressions of my conviction and regard. The congruity of my feelings has not been hidden from you and I felt that your spirit was kindred in its desire. You can not deny that partiality that I have demonstrated.
"I beg you to reconsider your situation, your family, your connections and friends and forebear this alliance that you intend. Surely you can see the degradation of your future union to a family of such little importance. It surely would be regarded as a reprehensible act by all who know you."
Darcy turned to face Caroline and began to speak in a soft and gentle voice, "Miss Bingley. Please allow me an opportunity to respond to you. I have listened at length to your views and wish to express myself to you in terms that should clarify our relationship and set your mind at rest.
"First, let me apologize to you, for anything that I have said or done in the past that has given rise in your mind to any possibility of an alliance between the two of us. If there was some feeling of a regard for you on my part that was conveyed to you by my demeanor, then my manners were at fault. I have long recognized and felt that you regarded the possibility of a more permanent connection between us than was ever considered on my part. I respect your feelings and wish to recognize those feelings in you that I can not under any circumstance return.
Darcy turned to face the window again, pausing briefly to gather his thoughts before he began. "I must inform you that at one time in the not too distant past, I shared many of your views of society and manners. During the past year I have come to recognize that the holding of such views and expression of such opinions are of such a nature as to bring the holder into the rightful contempt of all who know of them. I have learned many things of myself for which I am deeply ashamed. For all of my life, I have held the mistaken belief that money, possessions and heritage were all that mattered in life, and those who did not possess such were beings of contempt.
"From the earliest memories of my youth I had been taught that I was to be above others in all ways and was to regard people outside my realm as unworthy of my thoughts. Such was I from eight until twenty-eight." Darcy turned to face Caroline and continued, "Miss Bingley, let me express clearly to you the error of that view. In vain have I sought to fill my life with people of no consequence and filled with opinions of emptiness."
Miss Bingley turned from him and walked towards a bookshelf on the other side of the room. Her countenance remained unchanged during the first part of his narration.
Darcy continued, "I have mingled with people of all rank in life, from the servants who work for me, the tradesmen that I daily deal with in the affairs of my Estate at Pemberley, as well as all levels of society in London and even from abroad. I am known by the Royal Family both here in England and in France. In all of my dealings I have been searching for that person whom I felt could fill a void in my life and with whom I would find fulfillment and love."
Darcy again turned and gazed absently out the window, seeming to see someone's face gazing back at him. "One year ago, today I found that person. Through my foolish pride and arrogance I determined her to be unworthy of my regard and beneath my contempt. It was through a labor of many months that I finally acknowledged her worth to myself and made her the offer of my hand. In so doing I informed her of her connections in many of the same words that you have used with me today. I was in complete surety of my suit and certain in my expectation that she was awaiting my offer.
"To my chagrin and embarrassment I discovered that I was totally in error. My wealth and position counted for naught. My position in society, my very self was reflected back in my face. My affections and regards were rejected as intolerant and alien to her thought. I was angry and humiliated. I departed from her and shortly thereafter left for London. During the following months I plumed the depth of my soul in agony as I came to realize the correctness of her position and rightness of her disdain.
"Many were the nights that I would agonize with my soul and suffer in my body. My heart was in despair and I could not hold down the sustenance of the evening, feeling the necessity to vomit whatever repast I had taken. In the depths of my hopelessness I found little to comfort myself in anything that I had or anyone whom I knew. I attended the theatre, lost myself in books, mingled with all those people who would spare me time."
During the following Caroline paced back and forth, occasionally glancing at Darcy in desperation. "But do you not see, Mr. Darcy, the shame, and degradation of this?" Caroline cried.
Suddenly Darcy turned again to her and cried, "Vanity. emptiness. arrogance and self-conceit. Miss Bingley. the path that you have chosen will not lead you to any more happiness or love than that which I had found myself upon. You must give up any notion of hope for affection on my part.
"In August of this year, I chanced to return to my home at Pemberley in advance of my announced schedule. Upon my doing so, I accidentally encountered the woman of my dreams. As you know, she was in the county on a tour arranged by her aunt and uncle. As I learned later, she had begged them not to include Pemberley in their itinerary, thinking that I might be there and not wishing to encounter me because our earlier mistakes."
After the last, Darcy again turned to face Caroline and looked at her expressively. "Miss Bingley. Caroline. I know not the words to express the joy that I felt as I rounded a corner and beheld her before me. My heart was rejuvenated and refreshed during that brief encounter. I tried to demonstrate to Elizabeth that I had listened to her reproofs and corrected my faults. Her generous nature soon demonstrated to me that she held no grudge from my inconsiderate and rude treatment of her of several months earlier. At the same time, her manner and expressions towards myself allowed me to hope beyond all hope that there was still a chance for me.
"Yes, Caroline. Elizabeth and I have come to an understanding that goes beyond mere words. Our hearts are blended together in a unity of purpose and firmness of desire. I can only hope to convey some small part of the joy that we have found together. I have told you these things so that you may see into my heart and perhaps find some relief for yours. I wish you good fortune and happiness in your future and can only hope that you might find a man someday who will match your temperament and desires."
Miss Bingley, finally realizing the hopelessness of her situation and with tears in her eyes begged to be excused and retired to her rooms from whence a soft sobbing sound could occasionally be heard if one wandered too close.
PART 2
Chapter 4 - Confessions and apologies
Don Pasquale Act III - Gaetano Donizetti
"Mrs. Bennet. may I have the pleasure of your company for a stroll around your park? There is a matter that I need to discuss with you that has been troubling me for some time. I have already informed Elizabeth of my desire to speak with you and she knows the subject of our discourse."
Fanny Bennet had determined early on in her acquaintance with this strange, brooding gentleman from the north that, even the possessing a great fortune and estate, could not excuse the rude and offensive behavior that he had demonstrated on that first evening. She took great pride in her daughters, each and every one. And rightly so, as she had borne them in pain and raised them up to the best of her abilities. Ofttimes of late her nerves had been frayed as she struggled with the desires of her heart to see all her children well married. Lydia was perhaps nearest to her in temperament and she sorely missed her youngest daughter's companionship and silly ways. Jane had found herself a great match in Mr. Bingley and Mrs. Bennet was looking forward to happier times in her life when there might be the chance to find husbands for her other two daughters from among those young gentlemen of his acquaintance who might now visit the area.
Fanny regarded Elizabeth as headstrong and foolish, and on hearing Elizabeth's declaration of intent, she had been near dumbstruck with the wonder of it all. How had she missed the signs, she mused to herself? Yes, they were all there. Every time that Bingley had shown up, Mr. Darcy had been in attendance. Whenever there was an opportunity he had always shown deference to her 2nd daughter. Dancing with her that night at Netherfield, walking out with her whenever there was an opportunity. How can I have been so blind?
"Yes, Mr. Darcy. I would be most pleased to take a turn with you. If you will only give me a moment to obtain my wrap, as it is a bit chilly out of doors this fine day."
As Mrs. Bennet and Darcy strolled along the lane hard by the home, Darcy found his opportunity to come to the purpose of his discourse as they approached a small grove in sight of the drawing room. "Mrs. Bennet, pray, I beg you to allow me this opportunity of repairing some injuries that I have caused."
Mrs. Bennet was caught unaware by this opening and could not imagine what the subject of his discourse should be. She searched his face for a clue as to his meaning. Shortly Mrs. Bennet recovered and then replied, "Nay, sir, if you mean to declare yourself in error regarding your affections for my daughter."
"No, No! Mrs. Bennet, please excuse me. My love for your daughter transcends my life and were she not soon to become part of it I know that I would have no future to look forward to. No the injury that I refer to dates from a time before I knew Elizabeth, but also before I knew myself.
"Last year at the Meryton Assembly, when I first encountered you and your wonderful daughters I am afraid that I made a fool of myself. On that evening as my friend Charles was being introduced to you and your daughters I had determined to myself that I did not want to engage in friendly conversations with the people of the area. I was in a very foul mood and my manners were inexcusable. When you extended me the kindness of offering me the hand of friendship and allowing me to have the pleasure of the company of Elizabeth I was very rude and turned and left you in a manner that was inexcusable.
"Shortly thereafter that same night, there came a time when Charles recognized my sulliness and attempted to drag me out of it. He offered to introduce me to Elizabeth again and I, fool that I was, could think of no other way of declining than in offering the first rude thing to say that came into my mind.
"During the past year there has not been a day go by during which I have not awakened with the memory of those cruel words burning a hole in my heart. If there were a way to go back in time and cut out my tongue before they escaped my mouth I would do so today.
"I love your daughter, Elizabeth, with all of my heart and soul. I regard her as the epitome of beauty, charm and grace, and would be greatly honored if you could find it in yourself to forgive me for my actions and words. I know that we did not get off to a good start on that day and would beg to allow us to begin again afresh from this day forward."
Mrs. Bennet was astounded as she beheld the depth of feeling and love that her daughter's fianc»e had expressed. A tear was on her cheek as she reached to touch his hand. "Mr. Darcy. you do me great honor, sir. It is true that on that evening your actions and words built a great wall between us that I could not ever believe would be breached. I love all of my daughters and take great pride in them and want only for them the best. As a mother I was offended by your insults and determined then and there that I should never have occasion to forgive you. Since that time Elizabeth has shared with me her deep love for you and that is sufficient cause for myself. I am glad to see that she has found happiness with you, and I would only ask that you treasure her as I do until the end of your days. There is not a more forgiving heart than hers, and I know that she will bring spirit to your table and liveliness to your life.
"Yes, Mr. Darcy, you have my assurance that your words and actions of that day will henceforth be forgotten and I give you my blessings for a long a happy life. I would only wish that you, too, would come to know that special joy in life that comes from having children of your own. I know that when that happens both you and Elizabeth will raise them up to honor their parents and offer respect and dignity to others they meet along life's path."
With a deep bow Darcy placed a loving kiss on Mrs. Bennet's hand and motioned that it was time to return to the house. "I thank you Mrs. Bennet. I promise to honor and respect Elizabeth all the days of my life. And there is one further request that I have of you, if I may be allowed. Mrs. Bennet, would it be possible.?
Would you...? May I address you henceforth in a different manner?" With that Darcy whispered something in her ear, which she responded to with a blush and a smile.
"Why, .Mr. Darcy, I would be pleased to be so addressed, but only on the condition that you allow me to address you so in return. This day you have made me proud of you and wish you to become a part of our family." Mrs. Bennet leaned over and whispered her request softly near his ear.
Darcy, grinning from ear to ear replied, "It would be an honor, madam"
Upon returning to the house they were met by Elizabeth who had been observing their progress from the window in her room. Darcy gave her a little wink as he informed her in a low voice "Mission accomplished."
Darcy then informed Elizabeth of all that had passed between her mother and himself, save for that final secret he held in surprise.
Later that evening when they had all sat down to supper, to the amazement of the family, a new closeness was engendered as words never previously heard `round that table were spoken to the astonishment of all save two.
"Mother, would you please pass the potatoes?"
"Yes, Son, I would be most happy to oblige."
Elizabeth's heart gave a leap as she now knew that her love could not be more complete.
Chapter 5 - Weddings
"Mr. Darcy, may I have a word in private with you?"
"Why, yes, Mr. Bennet. It will still be a while before the ladies are expected at the church. I believe that we have time enough. What is your pleasure?"
"Sir, on this date you are to wed my favorite child. Elizabeth has a spirit and wit that enabled her to take a place within my heart that none of my other daughters have quite captured. Since she was a child at my knee she has shown herself to be that special person who easily captures your trust and inspires your best. My heart aches to see her part from my life. I know that you are rich beyond her wildest dreams and will provide all of those things that can bring comfort and ease to her life.
"When she was young, her mischievous spirit endeared her to all. I do not wish to see her hurt in any manner. She will forgive you your faults, and inspire you to amendment. It is my understanding that that latter characteristic may have already occurred in your case. But I do not wish to dwell on that.
"The Bennet family in the past has experienced better times. Mrs. Bennet and I have struggled to raise our five daughters in the best way that we knew how. As you have perhaps seen, we have been a little more successful regarding Jane and Elizabeth, than the other three. But that is not of your concern.
"What I do beg of you, sir, is to allow your new wife a chance to grow. She has not experienced that wealth of opportunities for interactions in high society as one of your position in life. She has not the knowledge of the rude and ungracious manners most often exhibited by members of the London `Society'. Her abilities are great and are in want of only a little polish that will allow her to correct and refine her skills to meet those challenges that will come.
Darcy who was listening quietly then interrupted politely, "On those grounds, sir, you have nothing to concern yourself about. I have seen your daughter in a number of challenging situations involving, even at times myself, wherein she not only stood her own, but also usually emerged as the victor.
"Elizabeth is an unique and precious jewel among women. I stand in deep respect of her abilities and charm to master any occasions that occur. She has certainly bested me many times, though I tried my best to reach her level. You should harbor no fear for her on these things.
"I bless the day that she came into my life, and am looking forward to a life of discovery. She has opened my eyes to the real beauty to be found in the world. I measure my life and future from that moment that she consented to accept my hand. Her tender spirit has awakened a new life in my soul. I have come to respect and honor Elizabeth as my own reflection in a mirror. She provides me that looking glass that I need to recognize my own faults, and will ever strive to be worthy of her love.
"Even in the short time that our relationship has been reciprocated, we have already come to a mutual dependency and interrelationship such as I never knew could exist. No, Mr. Bennet, Elizabeth shall never want for anything, either material, spiritual or devotion. I consider it my strongest duty to provide her all that is within my power. I assure you that my love is of the deepest nature and not of a temporary infatuation. On this date I shall bestow on your daughter full rights to all of my worldly possessions. She has already captured my heart and enchanted my mind."
The sound of the carriages bearing the ladies could be heard in the distance as Mr. Bennet grasped Darcy's hand. "Thank you, sir. I am now more certain than ever that Elizabeth has chosen wisely. She will reward you in ways that you can not even yet imagine. You have my most sincere blessing. May God go with you both."
Wedding night
The sound of the bells of the Longbourn church steeple pealed through the cold winter air as the jubilant ceremony spilled out onto the grounds. The horse's breath steamed upward into the sky as the two happy new couples descended the steps amid shouts of joy and best wishes. In front were the Bingleys, close behind were the Darcys. Passing underneath the wedding arch held by their sister Kitty and Maria Lucas the couples beamed their delight as the waiting barouches received their passengers.
Both couples after entering their carriages made their way to Longbourn soon to be followed by all the guests. When they arrived at Longbourn, they found that refreshment tables had already been set up. There were delicacies of all varieties. Various fruits and melons were on the outside tables. Toward the back were a variety of punches and various drinks of all kinds to delight the senses. Small finger sandwiches stacked high in the center with pies and cakes on a table to the side. As all of the guests started to arrive the Darcys were located in a small alcove on the left of the entrance, while the Bingleys stood to the right. There were many guests from the town and surrounding countryside as the Bennet family and especially the daughters were known far and wide. One and all expressed congratulations and wishes of joy to both of the newlywed couples. Soon there was a general din of excitement as everyone took part in the festive occasion. It was an honor for the small town of Meryton as well as for the Bennet family and everyone wished to share in the occasion.
There was a feeling of general good will and everyone was trying to talk to the new couples. Darcy had not previously taken part in such events himself, but was soon swept away by the common excitement of the crowd and the nearness of his beautiful new bride. Knowing that Elizabeth was now his wife, he could stand anything. He looked adoringly at Elizabeth as she thanked everyone for their congratulations, and beamed with heartfelt pride as each offered their felicitations on his capture of the fairest jewel in the county. He heartily agreed with their sentiments, while Elizabeth was similarly congratulated with the pleasures of having attached herself to the most handsome gentleman who had ever graced their town. From time to time there were several of the young ladies who teasingly queried of Elizabeth whether she could find out from her handsome new husband if there were other such pleasing gentleman among his acquaintance who might be persuaded to visit the area. At these queries Darcy was seen to whisper something into Elizabeth's ear after which that young bride's cheeks were seen to color just slightly as a giggle escaped from between her beautiful red lips.
Elizabeth had never looked so radiant as she did on this day, and her heart seemed to fill with joy as she shared in the happiness with her new husband. Elizabeth was delighted with everything that happened and in it she could foresee how pleasing and agreeable her future was to be with the choice of her heart. Truly there was no other man who so closely matched all of her wishes, dreams and desires.
Soon it was time for the wedding meal. Mr. and Mrs. Bingley conversed with all of the people around them. Caroline and Louisa were talking with Jane, and Bingley was talking to Mrs. Bennet. The Darcys seemed to only have eyes for each other. They were seated at the end of the table with Mr. Bennet and Georgiana to their left and the Gardiners to their right.
Neither Elizabeth nor Darcy paid much attention to the conversation around them. Soon everyone gave up trying to include them in. They could see that their thoughts were only of each other. Darcy stared into Elizabeth's eyes. Finally, she was his wife. How he loved her. His life was now complete. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at him. She wore a beautiful smile and he could see how much she loved him. He was so happy that the smile on his face seemed to reach from ear to ear.
To give the newlyweds privacy, Miss Bingley, the Hursts, Georgiana, and Colonel Fitzwilliam were to stay at an inn. The Bingleys were to stay at Netherfield while the Darcys were to departing for Pemberley. It being a two-day trip arrangements had been made for their first night stay at an inn in the ___ville. They were to be the only customers there. They were assured complete privacy.
It was now time for the Darcys and Bingleys to depart from the company, so the two new brides went upstairs to change and prepare for the journey. Once inside the dressing room, Elizabeth stepped out of her wedding gown and into a pretty white dress that was laid out for her. She then put on her coat, bonnet, and gloves. After she was completely dressed, she gave her sister a nice long embrace. "Now Jane, you must promise to that you will write to me often."
"Of course, Lizzy. Oh how I will miss you." Jane kissed her sister on the cheek and then both women proceeded back downstairs. Darcy was waiting with his hat, coat, and gloves at the bottom of the stairs. As Elizabeth appeared at the top of the stairway he smiled up at her. Elizabeth heart fluttered and she gently glided down the stairs. As Elizabeth arrived at the landing Darcy took her hand raised it to his lips and grazed her fingertips gently with his lips in a tender kiss of welcome. As they were both anxious and ready to depart for the inn, they said their good-byes. Elizabeth hugged Mary, Kitty, and Georgiana then went over to her parents. She gave each of them kisses and assured them that they would see each other at Pemberley within a fortnight.
"Oh Lizzy, we shall surely miss you." Mrs. Bennet said in reply. Elizabeth then wished her father goodbye and told him that they would see them upon their visit to Pemberley planned for a fortnight from then.
After the final good-byes were made, Darcy assisted Elizabeth as she mounted the steps into the carriage. After following Elizabeth into the carriage and setting down directly across for her, Darcy called out to the driver to drive on. The horses soon broke into a gentle trot as they paced down the short drive in front of Longbourn, turning the corner and entered into the main road. The family had gathered in front of the home and continued their waves until the carriage could be seen no more.
After a short time Darcy switched seats and settled in next to Elizabeth. She could feel his warm leg against her thigh as the gentle rocking motion of the carriage swayed them back and forth. Darcy gently reached his arm up and around her shoulder and she leaned back and placed her head on his chest. They remained close to one another in this fashion for some time. Elizabeth sighed in contentment. Everything was at peace in the world. No words were needed to express their happiness it was clearly visible on both of their faces.
Every once in awhile that day a farmer or stranger walking along the road between Meryton and ___ville was passed by a certain grand looking carriage. Had they looked up, as some of them did, they might have been able to catch a fleeting glimpse of a shared embrace or brief and passionate kiss between the two occupants.
Soon the regular clippety-clop of the horse's hooves and the creaking of the carriage lulled them both into a land of dreams and they shared their feelings and joys of the day. They had become lost to all others and were suddenly startled when the carriage came to a halt.
"Well, my dear Mrs. Darcy! We have arrived at our destination. Shall I help you out of the carriage?"
"Why, thank you Fitzwilliam, yes."
Darcy got out of the carriage and then helped Elizabeth down. They walked over to where the innkeeper Mr. Blethers and his wife were standing.
"Welcome Mr. and Mrs. Darcy to the ___ville Inn." said Mr. Blethers. "Thank you very much Mr. Blethers! If you would please see that our baggage gets to our room and that a small dinner is prepared for my wife and I, we would be very much obliged. Could you also see to my driver and escort. They will be needing directions to the other inn where they are to stay, as well as the stable where the horses may be fed and tended to."
"Of course, Mr. Darcy. I have already made arrangements for your carriage and staff according to your instructions. Ralson here will be able to assist them," with that Mr. Blethers directed his helper to attend to the Darcy carriage. After completing that chore he turned back to face the newlyweds and continued, "My wife and I stand ready to serve your needs. Your rooms are ready for your use, but do not hesitate to ring for anything else. We shall be most happy to attend your and your wife, whatever you may desire." the innkeeper responded.
"Thank you! Could you please show us to our rooms?"
"Yes! Of course, right this way." Elizabeth and Darcy followed the innkeeper down a short passageway and then up a well lit stairway. At the end of the hallway they were ushered into their room. "Your dinner will be ready in ten minutes. Will there be anything else? If not, we will leave to see to your dinner and baggage."
"No! Thank you. You may go." As soon as the couple left, Darcy turned to Elizabeth and said, "Is this room to your liking my love."
"I wouldn't care if there was only a chair in this room, as long as you are here with me my dear husband I shall be content," responded Elizabeth. Her eyes sparkled and Darcy smiled.
After they made themselves a little more presentable removing their coats and gloves, they went down to dinner. As they entered the dining room, they found a table covered with food and Mr. and Mrs. Blethers rushed over to them.
"Oh, Mr. and Mrs. Darcy, I hope that you found your rooms comfortable?"
"Yes! Thank you. They are very pleasant.," said Elizabeth.
"If you are ready, your dinner is on the table in the dining room."
"Thank you," Elizabeth said as she and Darcy followed the innkeeper into the dining room. There was a delightful meal was laid out for them. After having assured for themselves that all was satisfactory for their guests and that they lacked for nothing, the Innkeeper and his wife left the room saying that they would not disturb them anymore that evening and on the morrow they would not bother them until they called down.
After they were gone, Elizabeth and Darcy ate their dinner even though neither of them was hungry. Elizabeth picked at a biscuit, poured a bit of honey over it and nibbled on it timidly. Never had she been so little hungry when there had been so much good food on the table before her. Finally, despairing of the biscuit, she drank a sip of tea and settled back in her chair with a sigh.
Darcy found a piece of bacon and broke off an end. He, too, found that all of the pleasant dishes before him somehow did not seem to have their usual allure. Crunching the corner of his tidbit into his mouth he chewed nonchalantly and finally washed it down with a sip of milk. After they decided that neither wanted to eat anymore, Elizabeth asked Darcy if she could have a little time to prepare herself and change into something more comfortable.
"Of course, my dear! How long would you like?" Darcy asked.
"Fifteen minutes should suffice," Elizabeth responded with a slight blush coloring her cheek.
After Elizabeth had gone, Darcy sat at the table not knowing what to do with himself. He sat there looking at his watch. He twirled a spoon on the table, then drummed his fingers on the edge. Time seemed to stop. Finally after the hundredth time of taking out his pocket watch and shaking it to determine if was still ticking the fifteen minutes had elapsed. Darcy arose from the table and slowly mounted the stairs that led him to his room where his lovely wife was awaiting him. His blood seemed to be racing through his veins and pounding in his ears. His heart sounded like a hammer beating on a tub, his knees seemed to weaken with each step that brought him nearer. The hallway seemed to stretch into eternity as he struggled to make his way towards the end. When he arrived before the portal Darcy paused a moment before the door in trepidation.
Darcy had spent his entire life either alone or in the company of men. The men who worked for him at Pemberley, as well as all of his school friends had been men. Yes, there had been women from time to time with whom he had danced or shared a cup of tea. He thought back now on all of those good times he had had after hours in close repartee with his school chums. At Pemberley Darcy had always remained to himself. Georgiana's bedchamber was located far away at the end of the wing from his own, and was certainly something never to be invaded by a brother. Darcy had never actually been very near to a woman's boudoir before and the enchanting thoughts of the mysteries and the delightful smells and mysterious sights one might find therein whirled through his mind.
True enough, he had read many a book that expounded on the subject, but those were, after all, only books. This was the real thing! As he reached for the handle a brief thread of fear entered his heart. He knocked gently on the door and tried to call out Elizabeth's name, but just then a frog seemed to jump down his throat, and all that he could manage was a brief croak - "Argh.."
`Get a grip on yourself, man,' thought he to himself. But just at that moment his mind responded with a vision of what might be on the other side of the door. Terror gripped his body and he suddenly felt the desire of turning around on his heel and fleeing the building. Just at that instant he heard Elizabeth's sweet voice calling out his name from inside. He shook off the memory and regained his courage.
Grasping the handle once more firmly in his hand he determined that whatever silly notions got into his head, he was not going to give way to them and show Elizabeth what a coward he had become. He slowly twisted the handle downward and gave a gentle push to the door.
As the door slowly opened Darcy could just begin to make out the items therein. To the left he could see a large 4-poster bed with a soft woolen quilt draped over its end. There was a desk and a chair in the far corner with a small lamp and candle with writing materials spread out beneath. Continuing his glance around the room he was rewarded with the most beautiful sight that his eyes had ever beheld.
Elizabeth sat quietly at a dresser on the right. She had loosened the ribbons in her hair and it gently cascaded down her back. As she was facing away from him he could see her back and noted that she had on a long flowing robe the hem of which just barely reached the floor. At the edge of the hem he could just see one tiny foot peeking out.
Elizabeth slowly turned to face him and at that moment Darcy could see the robe was slightly open in the front and provided just the slightest peek of the most delicate and sheer of nightgowns beneath. Elizabeth's eyes sparkled as she gazed demurely up at her husband. Darcy was awestruck. Never in all of his life had he imagined such a vision as this.
Darcy raised his eyes to meet those of his wife. He stood in the doorway transfixed in his place. Both seemed to sense in each other the fear of the unknown.
At last he was broken out of his reverie when Elizabeth spoke.
"Well, Husband! Are you going to stand there all night in the hallway with your mouth hanging open like that or are you going to come in and spend some time with your poor lonely wife? I am sure that I shall not know what to tell the maids when they find you out there in the morning," she giggled.
Darcy then closed the door behind him and walked over beside her.
"Oh, Elizabeth! You don't realize what you do to me. You are so beautiful!"
"I'm sure I do. I feel it also!"
With those words, Darcy brought his lips down to Elizabeth's and kissed her more passionately then he had ever kissed her before. After a while he broke away, picked up Elizabeth and carried her to the bed. He laid her on the soft white sheets and then removed his jacket and vest. To him, Elizabeth looked like an angel on a cloud. After he undressed, he climbed into bed with her and they soon became one both in mind and body.
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