Caroline’s bad morning is made worse by Bingley’s errand to London. Part 3 Nov 27, 1811 The final set of the evening spent dancing with Mr. Westmorland had been especially pleasing. For a few minutes, whirling to the music with him, all thoughts of disappointments and vexations left her mind allowing her to focus on the very pleasing diversion of a fleet-footed partner with excellent taste and informed opinions. How pleasant it would have been … Continue reading →
Miss Bingley finds an interesting dance partner at the ball. Part 2 November 26, 1811 Caroline took a deep breath and released it to a count of twenty and repeated the process just as her mother had taught her. A lady never allowed her guests to suspect her nerves … and most certainly not on a night like tonight. A night that could change everything—for better or not. Such nights did not come along often. … Continue reading →
Charles Bingley makes a promise which Caroline must now fulfill–planning the Netherfield Ball. Part 1 Nov 14, 1811 The garish Bennet women finally trundled out of Netherfield’s parlor. Not a moment too soon. Caroline pressed her eyes with thumb and forefinger. They had already overstayed their allotted quarter hour by that much again. How much trouble had that wrought? What disaster might ensue if they stayed any longer? Pray they not choose to call again. … Continue reading →
And now the conclusion to August’s short story. Ginger encourages some thoughtful conversation. If you missed earlier parts, find them HERE Lady Catherine’s Cat, Part 5 Her insides roiled with his revelations. As much as her heart demanded she must, how could she deny his assertions? He declared himself to have been totally unsuspicious of her sister’s attachment. Charlotte’s opinion had been much the same. Neither could she deny the justice of his description of Jane. He was … Continue reading →
Continuing the August short story challenge. Getting Miss Elizabeth’s approbation was hard enough without Fitzwilliams “help.” If you missed earlier parts, find them HERE Lady Catherine’s Cat, Part 4 Ginger raced ahead of Darcy, breaking through a narrow opening in the hedgerow. Darcy started to follow, but paused at the sound of voices. “Your cousin’s conduct does not suit my feelings. Why was he to be the judge?” Was that Miss Elizabeth? “You are rather … Continue reading →