Darcy's Gallant Gambit by Lang Jaime Marie

Author:Lang, Jaime Marie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-07-21T00:00:00+00:00

“Darcy? You down there?” an unexpected voice boomed.

“Theo, is that you? When did you get here?” Darcy questioned.

“The cavalry always shows up when needed. Have I taught you nothing?” Theodore lay on his belly, trying to spot them both below him so he could come up with a plan.

“Is Miss Elizabeth alright, Mr. Darcy?” Kiernan’s tremulous voice called.

“She is safe and sound, Kiernan, a little worse for wear, but she is awake and talking to me. I am very proud of how well you did, bringing back the rescue party.”

“Darcy, how are you situated down there? What are Miss Elizabeth’s injuries? Anything we need to be concerned about?” Theodore’s rapid-fire questions were something he reverted to when dealing with a crisis. He could see his cousin leaning near the recumbent lady and was curious about what other variables he needed to consider.

Darcy leaned back as far as he could safely, to see if he could spot his cousin above him. “I wedged my feet against one of these bushes and Miss Elizabeth is on a small ledge. She broke her arm, and she has several cuts and contusions, but nothing as bad as the arm as far as I can tell.”

Well, it could be worse, thought Theodore. “I am going to send down a rope. I want you to tie it around your waist. Then I’m going to send a sheet down tied to a rope. I’m hoping you can get the sheet around her like she was sitting on a swing, and we can pull you both up.” Several things could go wrong with his plan, but he felt it was the best option.

Sending the ropes down, he hoped Darcy could get the sheet around Miss Elizabeth. It seemed like forever before he heard what he wanted.

Darcy knew they had to get Elizabeth back on the path and that doing so was going to hurt her. How could he do it if everything in him was screaming to keep her from pain? “I am ready, I think. Miss Elizabeth is sitting up in the swing you rigged. I tied the other rope around my waist.” Darcy spoke loud enough to be heard, but his focus was on the fact that Elizabeth’s face had drained of color with every movement and sweat had broken out on her brow. Her poor eyes, which had been open, were now pressed tight shut, as if in desperation to blot out the pain of movement.

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