Compromised by Mr. Darcy by Lennox Valerie

Author:Lennox, Valerie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Punk Rawk Books
Published: 2020-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

By the time Elizabeth made it downstairs, it was nearly time for luncheon. Miss Younge was at the front door. She looked up at Elizabeth.

“Good morning, Mrs. Darcy,” she said carelessly.

“Good morning,” said Elizabeth. “Are you going somewhere?”

“Yes, it’s my day to myself,” said Miss Younge. “I’ll likely not be back for dinner. Mrs. Gibbs is with Georgiana. If you looked in on her, I’m sure she’d appreciate it.”

Elizabeth doubted that. In fact, as she had become closer to Mr. Darcy, his sister seemed to pull away even more, retreating into herself, only making sullen comments when Mr. Darcy tried to draw her out of his shell.

She could see how much it wounded her husband. Whatever the case with the man, he cared about his sister, and he was devastated by whatever hurt had befallen Georgiana.

Elizabeth only wished she knew what it was.

Miss Younge raised a hand and waved. “Well, farewell. I most likely won’t see you until breakfast tomorrow.”

“Goodbye,” said Elizabeth.

Miss Younge slipped out the door.

On impulse, Elizabeth seized her pelisse from where it hung near the door and went after her.

She waited, the door open only a crack, as she watched Miss Younge walk down the street, and then Elizabeth eased out of the door as well. She had not yet even had anything to eat, and her head was still faintly pulsing from her overindulgence in drink the night before.

But she had to see where it was that Miss Younge was going.

Maybe, if she found something out today, she’d share what she knew with Mr. Darcy. Maybe if he knew that she’d found out things he didn’t know, he’d be willing to share some of his secrets as well. Whatever the case, she needed to know.

Elizabeth assumed that, since Miss Younge was on foot, the distance she was walking must not be too great, but she found herself rather fatigued as she walked on and on, always keeping far enough back that Miss Younge would not see her, but near enough that she did not lose sight of the governess.

Fortunately, Elizabeth was quite used to walking. Though she had been in London and cooped up indoors since her marriage, her body was still honed from much exercised out of doors in her home in Hertfordshire. The fatigue she felt likely stemmed from the fact she had not eaten nor drunk anything that morning. However, her headache seemed to ease, and Elizabeth filed this bit of knowledge away in her mind, for she had heard that exercise could be a good remedy for the effects of too much strong drink the night before, but had never wished to put it to the test when lying on the couch and reading seemed such a more appealing way to wile away a day.

They moved through the city, covering blocks and blocks, until they came to a neighborhood that was not nearly as respectable as Mr. Darcy’s had been. However, the houses here were as neat and proper as could be, if a bit less ostentatious and elaborate.

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