Anne suddenly understands her own mind. Anne fastened her spencer and tied her bonnet strings. Strange sensations threatened to overwhelm her and if she did not get outside into the fresh air quickly she might be overcome. The butler opened the door for her, inquiring if she might require a chair. She shook her head and hurried out before anyone could inquire as to her destination. What a very strange conversation she had shared with Lady Russell. … Continue reading →
Anne has learnt from a visit with her former governess that an old schoolfellow is currently residing in Bath. Anne pressed her temples and winced. Elizabeth and Father were in rare form today, both unleashing their well-developed Elliot tempers upon their personal servants. Father demanded his valet press his shirt a third time—his ruffles must be flawless. Elizabeth shrieked at her lady’s maid for what could only be intentional neglect of attention to Elizabeth’s … Continue reading →
The Musgroves came back to receive their happy boys and girls from school, bringing with them Mrs. Harville’s little children to improve the noise of Uppercross, and lessen that of Lyme. Henrietta remained with Louisa but all the rest of the family were again in their usual quarters. The Musgroves came back to receive their happy boys and girls from school, bringing with them Mrs. Harville’s little children to improve the noise of Uppercross, and … Continue reading →
After sending the Musgroves to Lyme to visit with Louisa, Anne visits Lady Russell. How different Anne has become in the months since they last met. LADY RUSSELL OPENED HER inlaid walnut teapoy. The dusty herbal fragrance of tea leaves wafted up, riding on the dust motes in the afternoon sun. How long had it been since she had last shared tea with Anne? In the absolute sense, not that long. Only a few months. … Continue reading →
It is Michaelmas and Anne’s thoughts turn toward Kellynch and the Crofts who have now taken residence there. “WOULD YOU CARE FOR some blackberry jam?” Charles Hayter asked, lifting the dish in her direction. Oh bother, she must stop daydreaming before someone at the dinner table took notice, or worse, offense! Anne smiled, “Thank you, yes. I think I shall miss picking them.” “It is a shame there are still so many on the bushes … Continue reading →
