Waking to Mr. Darcy: A Pride and Prejudice Novella by Brown Leenie & a Lady

Author:Brown, Leenie & a Lady [Brown, Leenie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Leenie B Books
Published: 2016-09-19T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Elizabeth sat, propped up by pillows, in the bed. Gone was Mr. Darcy’s shirt, and in its place was a proper night rail and dressing gown that Jane had brought from home. Jane had also brushed and braided her hair. So, when the door to her room opened, she was feeling much more like receiving guests than she had before. If her leg would stop aching and her throat stop its tickling, she might even find the ordeal enjoyable, but she did not, especially when her cousin was among the people who entered.

She smiled at her father and Mr. Darcy, gave a bow of her head to her cousin, and finally smiled at Mr. Bingley in greeting. “I must thank you for retrieving my sister and father, Mr. Bingley.”

“It was my pleasure,” he said with assurance and a decidedly happy smile as his gaze shifted from Elizabeth to a blushing Jane. According to Jane, Mr. Bingley’s visit to Longbourn had been very productive. He had sealed himself away with Mr. Bennet in the study for a lengthy time. First, to tell their father of what had happened to Elizabeth without the complete house knowing the details, and then, since he was already speaking of offers of marriage, to request to make one of his own. He had, and Jane had accepted with alacrity.

“Now we shall never be parted for long,” Jane had said, “for Mr. Bingley and Mr. Darcy are such great friends that we shall often find ourselves together.”

The knowledge of this fact did help Elizabeth in facing what she knew would be the results of her father’s learning of her accident and Mr. Darcy care. Yet, there was still a fluttering of unease in the pit of her stomach that greeted what she assumed would be the discussion of that very topic. Perhaps it would not be so very unsettling to discuss if Mr. Collins were not there, looking at her with his curious eyes and a look of pious superiority as if his presence was something to be desired. It had made her shudder when she first met him, just as it did now.

Mr. Bennet crossed to the chair next to his daughter’s bed. “How are you feeling, my dear?”

“Tired,” she answered honestly. “My leg is sore, my head still aches, and my throat is in need of some tea and honey.”

“Ah, but not incapable of having a discussion of a serious nature?” asked her father.

She knew this discussion was coming, and yet the mention of it caused Elizabeth to swallow and her eyes to dart to Mr. Darcy. He looked as uneasy as she felt. It was really quite remarkable for it was an expression she had not seen on his face since those first few moments when she had first woken. The man, whom she had supposed to be always composed and assured of himself, had twice now looked very uncertain of his reception. “I believe I am capable,” she said softly, her eyes dropping to look at the hand Jane held.

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