I went through all chapters and now all mistakes and errors are corrected. Also while re editing them , I am finding certain points have to be elaborated. so will edit them to make it betetr. please enjoy. dont forget to leave reviews. constructive reviews are what keeps me motivated to write. This is my first fanfiction ever. So i chose my favourite story to put it up in a different way. I can never match Jane Austen and her beautiful literary works. but this a slightly different take on P&P. some character natures are changed. Some are added and some deleted. Some chapters are a bit risque. So rated M for safety.

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Chapter 1

Longbourne was an estate in the beautiful town of Meryton on the shores of the North Sea and the picturesque place was always full of people who visited to see the beautiful seashores and countryside. Also the proximity to London was beneficial for the inhabitants as they had a steady supply of customers who were willing to spend their money in Meryton.

The Bennets were dining at the Lucases for the second time in a week and it was getting tedious to listen to Sir James expostulate about his St. James Court presentation for the millionth time and Mrs. Bennet and Lady Lucas were trying to outdo each other bragging about their daughters. Miss Jane Bennet and Miss Charlotte Lucas were celebrated beauties and very accomplished women each in their own right.

Elizabeth Bennet was tired and wanted to retire for the night, but she had nary a hope when her mother was putting out her opinions about Jane and Lydia's dance partners in the ball from the previous night and discussing and voicing her opinions in her loud, shrill manner, about Miss. Francis Lysandra Gardiner had been a diamond of the first water during her own time. When Mr. Thomas Bennet had fallen in love with her and married her, she was a beauty of scarcely 17 years of age, and he was a strapping lad of 21. After 25 years of marriage, both had drifted apart, each in their own world. Mr. Bennet's world was his library and his garden. He loved the company of his books and plants so much so that the day to day management of Longbourne estate fell to his steward and his second eldest daughter, Elizabeth. She was the only one among his 5 daughters who took after him. Both of them shared a liking for books, nature, walks and a sarcastic, subtle sense of humour that many people found unsettling and many people were cautious around them because they were never sure when they were being made fun of.

Jane, his eldest was a fair haired, golden beauty, a very sweet girl of three and twenty who saw the world in a rosy hue. She could never believe ill of others. Lizzy always said, "Jane's guardian angel works extra hard to prevent her from having misfortunes because she's so trusting that she'll never think that anyone can be mean to her."

His younger 3 daughters were not exactly paragons of comportment. Mary was the third oldest, Catherine (Kitty) the fourth, and Lydia was the youngest and her mother's favourite. She led the other three in all their exploits.

Mary was a fairly serious. bookish girl of nineteen who loved ribbons and music. she dearly loved to play and show off, but in a small limited society, such occasions were few and far in between. Lydia was a pretty young nubile thing of sixteen who was considered by some people as very fast and flirtatious and quite unmannered. Her elder sister Catherine, called Kitty usually followed suit with her sister in all sorts of misbehaviour.

" Mr. Bennet , Mr. Bennet, Netherfield Park is being leased out to a gentleman with 7000 a year. " Mrs. Bennet cried, bursting into the garden.
Mr. Bennet did not welcome this intrusion in his privacy and set down his small spade. He was performing an experiment with his roses, grafting different coloured blooms onto a single bush. He turned and asked his wife, "And what I am to do with this information madam."

" Mr. Bennet, you must go call on him. 7000 a year! If he chooses and marries one of our girls, we l be set for life. After you die, we can have someone to look to for our livelihood."

Mr. Bennet sighed and said, "I have some news for you madam. I am expecting a guest for dinner. Please make sure you have a good table tonight"

"What? Is the young gentleman who has taken Netherfield coming to dinner? Oh! I feel giddy with happiness. What a great joke. You go and invite him to dinner directly. La! Such a relief"

"Mrs. Bennet, cease and desist please. I cant bear this shrieking. Its not the gentleman from Netherfield. Its my cousin Pastor Herbert Collins. You have met him and his father. He is to inherit Longbourne after I die. I think you remember the argument I had with his father so many years ago."

The argument which he alluded to had taken place between Mr. Adney Collins who was Mr. Herbert Collins father and Mr. Thomas Bennet regarding the estate being entailed on to the male members. Mr. Collins Sr. wanted Mr. Bennet to pay him 3000 pounds to sign the papers breaking the entail. When Mr. Bennet had refused to pay any money, Mr. Collins had promised him that after Mr. Bennet died, He wouldn't waste a minute and throw out his widow and girls to starve.

Mrs. Bennet had inquired of her husband as to why the gentleman was taking the trouble to visit Longbourne. Was he coming over to see his future estate? Or did he mean to throw them out as soon as he arrived? Mr. Bennet answered by showing her the letter which stated that he wanted to make amends since Mr. Collins Sr. had passed away and since he was no more, Mr. Collins didn't see why the family couldn't be reunited. He was offering the proverbial olive branch.

Mr. Collins had mentioned in his letter that he would be arriving at Longbourne at 4 pm in the afternoon and he was punctual to the minute. The Bennet family was curious as to the character of the future owner of Longbourne. Pastor Collins was an amiable young man of some five and twenty years who had scraped through University under the thumb of his miserly and narrow minded sire. When he returned home after finishing his seminary studies, he found his father unwilling to accommodate him unless he made some monetary contribution to the family coffers. A friend had let Pastor Collins know about the availability of a parish under Lady Catherine de Bourgh of Hunsford, and with the help of his friend managed to obtain the living at the rectory. Pastor Collins was not handsome, but his face showed the calmness and tranquility expected in a clergyman. He possessed the humourous intelligence affected by Mr. Bennet and his daughter in a much lesser degree, but he used what he had to his full advantage.

He arrived at Longbourne feeling apprehensive about his reception at the house where his father had fought and left in a huff so many years previously. He felt if he was rebuffed it would be rightly done so because his father had tried to take advantage of the fact they would inherit the estate. His father had instructed him on his deathbed that he was not to let go of his inheritance and that he was to make the Bennet family rue the day Mr. Bennet refused the arrangement he had proposed.

Now Pastor Collins was not a foolish man. He was totally aware of the Bennets being his only living relations and so wanted to be amiable and if possible marry into the family to keep his inheritance secure and also to make sure there would be no unpleasantness in the scenario after passed away. He had made up his mind to choose carefully a wife from among his cousins who shared his temperament and knew her standing being the wife of a country pastor. He knew he could not afford a flighty or foolish woman to be his wife as she would have to be sensible enough to handle Lady Catherine deBourgh, his patroness and employer.

He received a warm and affable welcome and immediately was ensconced in Mr. Bennet's library to speak to him and asked after his family and the estate. Mr. Bennet was a shrewd and receptive man. He realized these enquiries were not intended to be insulting or gauging the income of the estate, but merely politeness and an attempt to make amends for his father's abominable behavior so many years ago.