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You submitted the following rating and review. We'll publish them on our site once we've reviewed them. Putting all that aside, I found that the two books, Letters From Pemberley and More Letters From Pemberley to be filled with wit, humor, and a delightful dj vu to the original Austen work. The key here is insight, and talent, and so I found myself greatly enchanted, thoroughly engrossed, and in part, hugely disappointed when I finally came to the end.
I have great admiration for the audacity of Jane Dawkins. The young and uncertain Elizabeth is left behind, as the woman matures into her place among family and friends. She still deals with a quarrelsome mother, who it seems is never satisfied, and corresponds with regularity to her acquaintances, friends, and family. Her gentle, wry humor keeps her a favorite to her friends. Dawkins has used Elizabeth to paint a delightful portrait of the late Regency Period in England, the trials and tribulations that were faced by people in the gentry, and the general outlook of the time period itself.
Both Elizabeth and her husband are thrilled about this, as Georgiana was somewhat uncertain about having a season, and this definitely put an end to those thoughts. Now Elizabeth can be content and concern herself with the upcoming birth of her own child. The uncertainties of motherhood are all to real, the high mortality rate of both mother and child are well known, but Elizabeth still looks forward to the blessed event.
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Dawkins has done a remarkable job in capturing the character of the maturing Elizabeth. The bright and gay young woman with the hint of mischief has become a graceful young woman, confident and happy in her marriage, and with a new family now as well. They are a well written pair of books, the characters strong and true to the originals, and yet Jane Dawkins has managed to put her own stamp on each. There are the characters that we loved in the originals, brought into the light and shown as they are, in all their glory.
They are available now at iUniverse. Yours in good reading, Rose! Poor Mrs.
Reynolds, to have been deprived for so many years of the pleasure of all the work which must inevitably fall to her! I see I shall have little to do besides decide on the placement of a vase of flowers here, approve a menu there, and perhaps be allowed to decide who shall sleep in which room. Not a day goes by that Mrs. What a good thing we did not announce the date of the ball months ago; I fear Mrs. Reynolds would have quite worn herself out by now and would be giving orders from her sickbed. Yet I cannot deny her the obvious joy it gives her to contemplate Pemberley brimming with visitors and looking its very best, and it is a mark of her pride and loyalty that she works so hard to achieve it.
The trees are in full leaf, flowers blooming everywhere. I long for you to be here to show you my favourite walks and views, and I am determined we shall take the carriage every day to—but no, I must be patient and not over-excite your anticipation else Pemberley will be a disappointment. I fervently hope my dear family so enjoys everything here that they will wish to come again and again.
That Mr. Bingley has business in these parts is an additional joy—would that his business takes many weeks to conclude that we may prolong the pleasure of being together! Tomorrow, Georgiana and I go to pick strawberries at Weldon Abbey, famous for its strawberry beds I am told. It promises to be another fine day, but much as I look forward to seeing the Daleys and to eating their fine berries, their company comes at a dear price: the Randalls are to be of the party. As Mr. Repton arrives today, my dear Husband will be prevented from joining us, although there is some consolation in being spared the frilly attentions of Mrs.
Yes, I have also had word from our Sister, Lydia; all too many words, as it happens. In her usual selfish manner she refuses to see the impropriety of her Husband being received at Pemberley and thinks only of the enjoyment she herself must forgo. Her last letter was filled with renewed entreaties that Mr. Wickham are brothers, that I should not wish to deny her the pleasure of seeing her family, that she would enjoy a ball at Pemberley more than anything, especially in her new gown which, she assures me, has been much admired.
Lydia is beyond the reach of any rational explanation I might attempt to make; perhaps you will have more success. In a postscript to her letter she remembered to thank me for the package sent from Grafton House, but wished the ribbons had been a darker shade of blue! Lest I forget, she also reminds me of her birthday this month and mentions several items she would not be displeased to receive to mark the occasion.
You will also have heard that it is now quite certain that my Uncle and Aunt Gardiner will be unable to leave town until late August. One wonders what Kitty will find to write about now that she is to come here! I trust that her delicate frame of mind, which ill bears the least exertion, will not be overly taxed in finding a suitable subject.
Knowing you share the anticipation only adds to my own pleasure. Meanwhile the days pass pleasantly enough, but with not much to tell of them. This morning, though, began delightfully when I found a single, perfect rose on my writing desk accompanied by a note inscribed in a familiar hand, For the Rose of My Heart. Had I better sense I should be less willing to recall to your memory scenes which since they reflect disgrace rather than credit on me had better be forgot than remembered, but I leave you to settle the matter with yourself.
We were fortunate to have a sunny day for our outing to Weldon and even more fortunate that Mrs. Randall was indisposed and unable to join us. Randall endeavoured to make up for her absence, with little success—his manners are gentleman-like, but by no means winning.
After wandering in the gardens and picking strawberries for an hour or so we removed to the house for a cold repast, then went out again to see what had not yet been seen. And there is plenty to please the eye at Weldon. More than that, there is harmony and repose there, and I was glad to have an opportunity to tell Mr.
Daley this. The Misses Norland are markedly improved in appearance and much more at ease—their new life suits them very well, they assured me, and the renewed bloom on their complexions confirms they speak the truth. Sadly, I had none to offer, not having read it, so we had a pleasant discourse on Mr. It was also something of an outing for the Daleys since you will recall that they live with her Father, not at the Abbey. But surely he must miss living there quite dreadfully? Darcy says his friend has never mentioned that he does, but he is not the sort of person who would complain about his situation, even to so close a friend as Mr.
His devotion to his Wife clearly knows no bounds and I admire him for it. He is an exceptional man. We were glad to see Eleanor Steventon again. She is becoming a great friend of Mrs. Daley, which must be to her advantage, and Mrs. And so home to Mr. Darcy and Mr. Repton, who had spent the entire day together inspecting and discussing the house, the gardens and grounds and the best way to go about modernising and improving Pemberley.
Fine as it is, nothing much has been done to it for more than a generation. So, as rooms flow outside, the outside flows in, in the form of a conservatory or two attached to the house. And there you have it! Outside they talk of enlarging the forcing gardens, improving the kitchen garden and laying out a new shrubbery. I listened to them for some time with an attention which brought me little profit, for they talked in phrases which conveyed scarcely any idea to me—my own fault entirely, having shamefully neglected Mr.
In the end I confessed to feeling so bewildered that I begged to be excused. As I told Mr. Darcy later, I am quite willing to continue my present habit of going outdoors to be outside and have no need for it to be brought indoors for my pleasure, although I do agree that the saloon, its windows opening to the ground, does admit a most refreshing view of the high wooded hills behind the house. Is it not strange, Jane, that just a few short months ago when I arrived here, the only emotions Pemberley aroused in me were intimidation and fear of inadequacy. Now I find myself rushing to its defence like a mother hen protecting her chicks!
Darcy assures me that once we see the plans which Mr. Repton will draw up, it will all make perfect sense, but I am loath to see Pemberley re-modelled especially having spent some considerable time becoming familiar with the present layout and its intricate and different ways! Being determined not to remain in ignorance for want of asking, I returned to the subject later that evening after we had retired.
Why must there be any change at all? Darcy explained the necessity of bringing Pemberley into the modern age—his Father having done little to the house in his day—and why he wishes to engage Mr. Repton, who of all men best understands that a house should partake of its quiet and sequestered scenery and not dominate it.
I must not be alarmed by Mr. Nothing shall be spoiled, I am assured; indeed Mr. Repton sees much to preserve and admire, not least the beautiful oaks and Spanish chestnuts which are as dear to my Husband as to myself and will not be disturbed. Pemberley is not thrown away upon him. When he talks of re-modelling and making new gardens, he proves and strengthens his attachment to the place by improving it.
Repton stays a few days longer to observe and inspect and measure. I only wish I could keep up with his notions of what is modern and desirable in a residence! Charlotte writes of the pretty things you sent for her Child, which I can well imagine, your needle always having been the lightest and nimblest of all of us. She says she recovers well from her confinement and that Lady Catherine is most attentive. She wishes, as I do, that she could join her favourite Bennets, Bingleys and Darcys at Pemberley next month, but it is not to be.
Your old-fashioned Sister sends you love and bids you adieu. Elizabeth Arrangements for the ball continue apace. If I were to go to the trouble of listing all those minute details which the good Mrs. Reynolds daily insists on plaguing me with, I should fill several more sheets of paper. Bingley, no Jane, and Mr. This gives you an idea of how deeply I was affected. It took me some time to recover and welcome my Father and my Sisters as I ought. Though I should have welcomed some quiet time alone to reflect, duty to my guests obliged me not to dwell on my own disappointment.
He tells me you insisted that he come, knowing that he had business in the north which ought not to be delayed, and knowing, too, how very much he looked forward to being at Pemberley again. How like you to put his plans and pleasure before your own need of his comfort and presence! Pray tell Mamma how good she is to forgo her own enjoyment in remaining with you at Netherfield, and that I trust there will be many more balls at Pemberley for her to attend. We are filled with gratitude for her consideration of your welfare ahead of her own amusement. Bingley has given me the letter you sent in his care, but I shall have to delay the pleasure of reading it until I can find a solitary moment to enjoy it fully.
I need not say we are particularly anxious for your next letter to know how you get on. I send this express that you know Mr. Bingley is arrived safely. Having just read your letter to find out that I am to be an Aunt fills me with indescribable joy. I wish you every imaginable happiness which I know the event must bring. I rushed to find Mr. Bingley to offer my congratulations and found him deep in conversation with Mr.
Darcy in his study. Poor Mr. He told me of your insistence that no one but yourself should tell me the good news, and his fear that Kitty or Mary or my Father, or even he himself might inadvertently say something in an unguarded moment before I had read your letter. Now that the secret is out, we can all rejoice freely. How long have you known? Bingley—pray do not spare me the particulars! Bingley also told me—and this was the subject of his earnest discussion with Mr. Darcy which I had interrupted—that the business which brought him here and which you had also insisted should not be postponed on your account was nothing less than to look for an estate in Derbyshire or a neighbouring county!
I stood open-mouthed for some moments trying to take in this wonderful, wonderful news, Mr. Darcy tells me, looking first at Mr. Bingley, then at him as if begging for help in comprehending it all, then back at Mr. My dear Husband could not resist pointing out that this was the very first occasion since the beginning of our acquaintance that he had seen me rendered quite speechless.
Indeed, there were so many things I wished to say that I was unequal to saying any of them. My thoughts were so bewildered, I could think of no words to suit my feeling, so instead I gave Mr. Bingley a brotherly embrace which I hope conveyed my joy more than mere words could hope to do. Have no fear, Jane, your secret is safe with us.
We realise that for many reasons it would be impolitic to announce your intentions publicly until your plans are in place and your move imminent. Forgive me, I should not sport with you. Our Mother will feel your absence most keenly and you are quite right to spare her nerves for as long as possible until the event is quite certain.
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Thank you for affording Mr. Darcy and me the joy of anticipating an event which will be a source of such great happiness for us all. Darcy is not unaware of how very much I miss you, though we have never spoken of it directly, and seeing how happy your news makes me adds to his own delight at the prospect of having his dearest friend established close by.
My Father and Sisters are quite settled. Kitty informed me at breakfast she was come to Pemberley to be happy and felt happy already. She and Mary are just gone into Lambton with Georgiana. My Father is with the Gentlemen and Colonel Fitzwilliam, who arrived three days ago. For myself, I am slowly beginning to recover from far too much excitement all thanks to you, dear Sister. I await Mrs. Reynolds and the cook to go over arrangements and menus once more, following which I shall go on a long walk to reflect in solitude and read your dear letter once again, to reassure myself that my most cherished wish will really be coming true and is no longer just a fanciful dream.
I cannot help but be convinced of being favoured beyond every other human creature, in friends, fortune, circumstance and chance. After the ball I shall write with all the particulars, as you ask, but now duty beckons and obliges me to enquire of Mrs. Reynolds and the cook that the musicians will arrive from London in good time, likewise the hair dresser; that enough tables are set for cards; that the supper room will be large enough and warm enough; and probably a dozen other things.
Thus, by enquiring minutely into all these matters I shall have done my duty and given them the pleasure and satisfaction of being able to tell me that everything is in hand and that nothing will be found wanting. Please convey my love to my Mother. You cannot write too soon that you are feeling well again. Ever yours, E. In turn, I hasten to report that the occasion was a great success and much enjoyed by all, or so I am told.
In truth, I hardly know. I was too much concerned that all should go well, that our guests should be comfortable, that on this first grand occasion as mistress of Pemberley I should not disgrace myself, that—no, I shall trouble you no further with my needless concerns. Kitty is better placed than I to tell you who danced with whom and how often and the prettiest gowns—I confess I scarcely noticed—and she promises to write to you this very day with all particulars. Happily, there were plenty of partners for all the ladies so you may expect a long letter.
Kitty, by the by, I find much improved in looks and manner, credit for which must be in large part due to your good influence. Indeed, she was looked at with some admiration; in her own hearing, two gentlemen pronounced her to be a pretty girl. Such words had their due effect Georgiana tells me and Kitty immediately thought the evening even pleasanter than she had found it before—her humble vanity was contented. Where youth and a slight diffidence are united it requires uncommon steadiness of reason to resist the attraction of being called one of the most charming girls in the room, and of being very early engaged as a partner.
Georgiana herself was quite radiant. Sir Richard Mansfield declares he has never seen her in greater beauty and is quite convinced she must be in love though infuriatingly unenlightening as to who the object of her affections might be. The rumours of Sir James being distressed for money are not unfounded, it would appear, but any embarrassment he may feel on that account is well concealed beneath his ample self-importance.
Poor Eleanor! To be removed to a society which will give her so little pleasure is a sad misfortune, the more since she has become good friends with the Norland sisters and is always welcome company for the Pemberley ladies. I shall be sorry to lose her and console myself with the hope that she will return often into the neighbourhood with Lady Ashton Dennis, who is a regular visitor to Bath and will surely not need much persuasion to bring her god-daughter for regular visits.
But I have digressed. I was especially concerned that the Norland girls should have an enjoyable ball. Kitty tells me they danced every dance and were much admired, the younger particularly being singled out for praise. Norland played cards and conversed easily with her partners, I was happy to see. But no, even in mid-summer there can be a chill in the evening air which, following after a warm day, can be even more injurious to health than a chilly winter night, the sudden changes in temperature being particularly harmful.
The Daleys themselves were their usual, delightful selves, but more interestingly forgive me, I should have mentioned this earlier Mr. Daley knows of an estate some thirty miles away which may become available for purchase at the end of this year! Later this week he accompanies Mr. Bingley and Mr. Darcy to inspect it. Dare we begin to hope? Darcy and I danced four dances together and amused ourselves recollecting the first time we had danced together at Netherfield.
He wished to know was I still at work on a character sketch of him, would he be obliged to make conversation, or was he to be permitted to enjoy the dance in complete silence? I took delight in telling him that while my sketch of his character is not quite complete, it is far enough advanced that I would gladly spare him the punishment of conversation while dancing.
After the last guests had departed, Mr. Darcy and I stepped outside to savour the brilliancy of an unclouded night and the contrast of the deep shade of the woods across the stream with the liquid silver of the water in the light of the full moon, agreeing that our first ball at Pemberley had been a success. All that was missing to make the occasion and our joy complete were you, dear Sister, and my Uncle and Aunt Gardiner, but I must not dwell on regrets. Your dear Bingley is well and attempts to rally his spirits though it is clear he feels your absence keenly.
I have not time or patience to give half his messages; be satisfied that the spirit of each and every one is unalterable affection. Ever yours, Elizabeth I cannot recollect mentioning that I wore the white silk with the short puff sleeves and bead cording. I hardly know myself, the decision was made not an hour before I went to dress! But finding myself in the decidedly unfamiliar and yes, let me admit, slightly daunting position of mistress of a grand ball, perhaps I sought comfort in the familiarity of a favourite—not that the yellow is unbecoming; indeed, it is every bit as pretty as I described and I have no doubt of amazing the world in it in due course!
Bingley is on his way back to Netherfield having left very early this morning, anxious to be on his way now that his business here is completed, and wanting to see for himself that his dear Jane is quite herself again. Darcy returned only yesterday from their visit to the estate which Mr. Daley talked about at the ball. Accompanied by Mr. In short, he considers it to be an excellent proposition and approves wholeheartedly.
I understand Mr. A severe headache obliged Georgiana to stay at Pemberley. We were none of us too disappointed to find that Lady Mansfield was gone for a few days to visit her Sister, taking all the children with her, being quite unable to be separated from them for even a day. Without the subduing influence of his Wife, Sir Richard was even more ebullient than usual and we were a very merry party indeed.
Crabbe which I had lately sent to her. Her gentleness of manner and an engaging address endear her to me more and more, and she particularly wished me to tell you how much she regrets that you were unable to be with us. Daley and her Father, who amused us greatly by his concern for our health: Mrs. Yes, yes, the sun may have dried the grass, but for the sake of our health and complexions we should stay in the shade where there may still be damp spots, even in the afternoon. Another day we drove to Lambton to show Kitty and Mary where their Aunt Gardiner spent her childhood, then to some scenic spots to admire the incomparable beauty of the Peaks.
I trust it will be in their power to tell you they have spent their time here not unpleasantly. Today I feel just a little forlorn: my Father and Mary and your Mr. Bingley gone; Colonel Fitzwilliam already left us some days ago. Kitty sits here quietly at her work while I finish this letter; Georgiana plays a mournful song at her instrument. She can neither sit still, not employ herself for ten minutes altogether.
With an endeavour to do right, she applies to her work, but after a few minutes sinks again without knowing it herself, into languor and listlessness, moving herself in her chair, from the irritation of weariness, much oftener than she moves her needle.
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It is as incomprehensible as it is mortifying that she feels unable to share the burden of her unhappiness with me or her Brother. How we should like to give her comfort, yet until she feels able to open her heart we must feign a happy indifference, since to question her directly or otherwise show concern only serves to make her retreat further and pretend a cheerfulness which fools none of us—she has never wanted comfort more.
How pleasant that you have Charlotte for company until Mr. Bingley returns! Yes, I can well imagine Lady Lucas parading her prize grandchild around the neighbourhood especially at Longbourn, of course! What a blessing that you are obliging Mamma with one of her very own in February to even the score! Bingley wish it. Darcy agrees that a man is not half so aware as a woman of draughty rooms and dampness and sees a house with a very different eye. Bingley has made a similar request of Mr. Darcy to look again at certain business matters concerning the estate.
With your permission, we have in mind that once the Gardiners are here in ten days, we shall make an excursion there altogether, taking with us Mr. Although it is harvest time, Mr. Darcy feels confident that everything here is well under way and in capable hands. Kitty has accepted an invitation from the Norlands to stay several days with them, so we would be spared any awkwardness in keeping your secret from her; she would know nothing of the real purpose of our journey.
You may depend on us making a thorough inspection of the place and I shall take particular care to see that the nursery will be comfortable enough for my Nephew or Niece. Since everyone left us, Kitty and I have spent our days very pleasantly: two or three little dinner parties at home, some delightful drives in the curricle, quiet afternoons with Eleanor Steventon one day and with the Norlands another, have been the sum of our doings. We have also been enthusiastically adding ribbon trims to our gowns.
Kitty has trimmed a bonnet afresh very prettily—and we are all stitching some very tiny garments which we hope will please you. We would not have you think that our days are spent in complete idleness. Indeed, not an hour in the day hangs heavy on our hands. No, I have had no further news from Lydia since the letter I mentioned previously, but I am not worried that something may be amiss, as her health allows her to write long letters to my Mother about ill use and neglect at the hand of her Sister, Elizabeth.
It will hardly surprise you that she chose not to mention to Mamma that the very same cruel Sister Elizabeth had sent two very handsome parcels from town. If Charlotte is still in the neighbourhood, pray send her my love. When she last wrote, her plans for returning to Hunsford were not yet fixed. Pray tell her I shall write to Hunsford and to expect a letter from me there. Nonetheless, we were scrupulous not to let our desire to have you so close to Pemberley prejudice our opinion, and were quite determined to do our best to see everything through your eyes in a proper, dispassionate manner.
We did not count and measure rooms and windows— Mr. Bingley will surely have provided all those particulars— but rather took notice of views from windows and the comfort of rooms. The Great House is reached by means of a smooth level road of fine gravel and stands low in a valley, sheltered from the north and east by rising woods of ancient oaks. It is an imposing building and in style is not dissimilar to Netherfield, but with walls of grey stone. The grounds are a little formal perhaps, but you will recall that I was recently much in the company of Mr.
Repton whose philosophies have no doubt insinuated themselves into my head, which in any case inclines more to a natural informality, as you well know. Yet the gardens are not unattractive in their formality and are laid out without awkwardness of taste. I should especially love to see the Snowdrop Grove in bloom next year—imagine, two acres of nodding white heads drifting down to a circular pond, what a harbinger of Spring!
We all agreed that the shrubbery is very fine indeed, a little larger perhaps than that at Longbourn and of equal merit. In case Mr. Bingley did not mention it, there is a considerable and very pretty diamond-shaped walled kitchen garden with espaliered apple and pear trees numbering more than one hundred and twenty, and strawberry beds to rival those at Weldon—Mr. Daley himself said as much! Depend upon it, we shall invite ourselves next year when the berries are well ripened!
My Aunt and I were equally delighted with the interior of the house. Rooms are well-proportioned, light and airy. For the most part large windows look out onto very pleasing prospects the view from the drawing room being particularly attractive, facing a pretty lake with some fine chestnut trees on its banks leading to gently sloping, wooded hills in the background. As at Pemberley, the saloon a noble room has a northern aspect, delightful in summer. As for the private apartments, you will find the walls tastefully papered, the floors carpeted and the windows neither less perfect nor more dim than those of the drawing room below; the furniture, though not of the latest fashion, is handsome and comfortable.
In short, they were warmly admired by your Aunt and Sister, who had great fun choosing where they shall stay in your house. As for your own apartment, you will find it well-proportioned, with a handsome bed, a bright Bath stove, mahogany wardrobes and two comfortable chairs on which the beams of a western sun pour through two sash windows.
Yes, we are of Mr. Several rooms put us in mind of Netherfield, which is hardly to be wondered at, both houses being of a similar period. Have I mentioned the two fine shining oak staircases and long wide gallery? The beauty of its wood and ornaments of rich carving ought to be pointed out.
Aunt Gardiner, with more experience in such matters than I, declared the nursery to be everything it ought to be and satisfactory in every way. No shapeless pantries and comfortless sculleries here; on the contrary they are commodious and roomy. Have I forgotten anything? My Aunt Gardiner has obliged me by reading the foregoing and begs me to add only that she concludes you would be every bit as happy in the Great House as she will be to come for very long visits.
Darcy tells me he sees nothing to prevent the purchase being speedily concluded, his steward having satisfied him on several points about which he will be writing to Mr. Bingley directly. I am now quite determined to think no more about the matter until I hear from you that all is settled. If I am to suffer disappointment, it will be all the greater if I have allowed myself the luxury of fanning the flames of an already burning anticipation. Harville, whom she had seen only once since their respective marriages, and that many years ago.
As it was such a pleasant day and the countryside thereabouts being quite delightful, Mr. Darcy suggested that we three take a leisurely walk, allowing the two ladies the pleasure of enjoying their reminiscences unencumbered. His kind suggestion was very well received and much appreciated.
Returning from our walk we were kindly invited by Mrs. Harville to take refreshment before resuming our journey homeward.
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Harville is presently away on business but his wife hopes there will be many occasions in the future for my Aunt and her family to make his acquaintance. So you see, Jane, the happiness of many depends on the Bingleys setting up home hereabouts! But no, I said I would say no more about it and here I am, in danger of becoming every bit as silly as our Sister, Lydia—forgive me! I mentioned that the Norlands had invited Kitty to spend a few days with them, and arranging her visit to fit our own plans was easily accomplished.
Kitty is eager to become better acquainted with the family, and Sir Richard had hinted at arranging another small party for them all—how obliging he is! I hope we will find Georgiana in better spirits when she returns. She does her best to persuade us that nothing is amiss but I am not deceived. To be sure, there will be an air of melancholy at Oakley, but Georgiana will wish to cheer her friend Eleanor and in so doing perhaps she will succeed in cheering herself.
Friendship is certainly the finest balm. If there are matters which she feels only she can resolve then we must be patient and respect her privacy. And now my Aunt awaits me. It is another warm, sunny day and nothing but a ride around the park will give her pleasure.
I would much rather be on foot, but my Aunt is not a great walker and has requested her favourite low phaeton with a nice little pair of ponies. I am happy to oblige her. On our return we shall likely lounge away our time with sofas, chit-chat and Quarterly Reviews till the return of the others—Mr. Darcy from business with his steward—and the arrival of dinner, during which as you would expect the wit and charms of your Aunt and Sister will doubtless shine resplendent in the conversation and enchant them all.
My Aunt asks me to send her love to you. Bingley to shoot partridge on the 1st, or does my Mother insist that Mr. Bingley come to Longbourn? This dull, rainy day is most unhelpful when a long, brisk walk would be just the thing to restore my good humour. At church this morning our family pew was quite empty having been kept well-stocked these past couple of months.
The Gardiners and Kitty must be close to Longbourn by now and it will be your turn to enjoy the great pleasure of their company, though I fear it will not be for long: my Aunt is eager to be reunited with her children and my Uncle anxious to attend to his business after a long absence. Likewise the saloon with its northern aspect. We were there by day, of course, and a bright, sunny day at that, so I did not think to look—forgive me.
The housekeeper will be able to furnish this information, I am sure, and my Aunt may remember, so do ask her. I think you will find our Sister, Kitty, even more improved in look and manner. She is become an excellent companion and I shall welcome another visit from her. She tells me that both Eleanor Steventon and Fanny Norland have asked her to write to them the embraces and promises of the parting friends may be fancied , and I shall encourage my Father to allow her to visit Bath if Eleanor is kind enough to invite her there. Eleanor is a steadying influence and would be a good companion for Kitty—and in her new situation dear Eleanor will be in even greater need of the pleasant, intelligent conversation that our Sister is now able to provide.
Last Thursday we had a pleasant party to bid our guests farewell. The Daleys, Mansfields, Norlands, Steventons and Lady Ashton Dennis were all in attendance—the last time we shall all be together for some little while, I fear, so the occasion was one for smiles rather than laughter. Oh dear, I am in danger of becoming melancholy and must say no more—so to amuse you, let me just add that Kitty shed a tear or two after the party as she told me how very much she will miss Pemberley and her new friends.
I told her how delighted I am that her stay with us has not been unpleasant, yet could not resist reminding her that barely a year ago her tears were reserved exclusively for officers about to quit Meryton, and a Sister about to follow them to Brighton, whereupon we both marvelled at the changes this year has brought us, changes we could hardly have imagined at that time.
Forgive me, dear Jane, it is unfair to you that my pen refuses to write a cheerful line. I am getting too near to complaint and shall burden you no longer. Pray do not worry, I am in good health and you know that I shall laugh myself back to good sense very soon. A fine day and a long walk are all that are required. Kitty has with her the little garments that she and I stitched for our Nephew or Niece. I hope you will like them. Tomorrow promises very pleasant, genial weather, which will exactly do for me—air and exercise are all I want.
I insisted that Mr. Darcy not trouble the apothecary and indeed, I am now almost well again and recovering my strength daily. My intention had been to amaze the party in my new yellow gown, but it was not to be—I was destined to amaze only myself in my nightgown at finding myself in bed and unwell; a cruel blow to my vanity!
Eleanor, looking only a little pale, according to Georgiana, did her best to enter into the spirit of an occasion which must have been something of an ordeal for her: a last gathering of friends in her beloved home and the prospect of life in a city for which she has no fondness. The dreadful Randalls, whom we successfully avoided all summer, were also there. This news made me regret my indisposition a great deal less, I can assure you.
At first, Mr. Darcy was pleased to see Mrs. Moreover, it is Mrs. Impertinent woman!