What to the Wickhams leave in their wake when the depart for Newcastle? September 10, 1812 Elizabeth stood with the rest of the family on Longbourn’s front steps. The sun hung high in the sky as Lydia waved her final goodbyes. She edged back to allow Mama and Kitty better vantage. The ten days of their visit could not have gone more slowly, and the final three had been the longest of all. Especially this … Continue reading →
Perhaps Mrs. Bennet isn’t always so nervous and silly. August 19, 1812 Mrs. Bennet’s unique rap sounded at the study door just an hour after dinner. Mr. Bennet leaned his head back into the soft wing back. Even if it was expected, he did not relish the call. She had only begun to come downstairs once again the day before yesterday. Could she not afford him just one more evening of peace? “Come.” She bustled … Continue reading →
Mr. Darcy has left the company of Charles Bingley and contemplates the approach of Twelfth Night in his London town house. January 5, 1812. The afternoon sunlight tumbled through the windows, laying a neatly ordered path of light through his study, illuminating everything the way he best liked. Even the well-arranged room could not soothe his soul. Darcy paced across the front of his desk, eyes never leaving the taunting bit of stationary. Lady Matlock’s elegant hand … Continue reading →
Mr. Bingley and his party have left Netherfield. Jane has gone to London with the Gardiners, but Mr. Bennet is determined to observe his New Year’s customs as usual. They all hope for a propitious first footer. December 31, 1811. “Hurry along now, hurry along.” Papa ushered Kitty and Lydia ahead of him as he trudged down the stairs and into the parlor, exactly the same as he had done last year and the year … Continue reading →
An invitation from Bingley to attend the pantomime might not go entirely as expected. December 30, 1811 Darcy laid his newspaper aside. Miss Bingley should not have worried, her little dinner party hardly garnered any notice at all. A few brief words of Sir Andrew’s and Lady Elizabeth’s attendance and little more. Would she be gratified at the mention of her event, or offended that it garnered no more notice that a few brief sentences? … Continue reading →
