Sun shone brightly on that summer morning, bringing the garden of Pemberley alive in a most beautiful way. That same morning found Elizabeth leaning over the edge of the bridge, admiring the rays of the sun on the surface of the lake. It was one of those idle hours of the morning when there was nothing to be done, but to admire the beauty of her new home.
When Elizabeth looked back at her former life, she could not but feel a sense of gratification at the good fortune which had befallen upon her. To be married to a good man, who loved her and whom she loved in return had been the salvation she so desperately needed. To be a spinster and a poor one too had not been her greatest fear, but a fear nevertheless. But in her beloved Mr. Darcy she had found her equal in mind and feeling, with whom she could be herself with.
With Jane she shared this happiness which was yet to fall upon her other sisters and this happiness was to be completed in a matter of months in receiving a niece or a nephew. The sheer volume of happiness shown on Jane's face every time they met was all the proof Elizabeth needed to know that her sister was in good hands.
She walked back to the house and looked admiringly around in her beautiful garden and then turned her face towards the warm summer sun. Within minutes a shadow darkened her lids and her eyes flew open.
"How are you today, Mrs. Darcy?" greeted her husband with an affectionate smile on his handsome face. "Enjoying the sun?"
"Very much so far my love." She smiled in return. "Unfortunately you are casting a shadow upon my face and thus denying me the pleasure of it."
"How am I ever to make amends to such a horrendous crime? Please end my agony and tell me at once!" He pleaded with an expression of false mortification.
"By removing yourself from my view. As much as I love you, I require this moment to myself. I will meet you inside." Darcy bowed, smiled and went away leaving Elizabeth with mixed emotions.
After a while Elizabeth decided it was time to return inside. She had spent the chief of the morning settling her feelings and was now certain. She was anxious to let her husband know and have a part in her joy.
She was told that Mr. Darcy was in the drawing room waiting for her. He was standing by the unlit fireplace when she entered the room, looking distressed. She approached him with concern.
"Pray what is the matter? You look troubled." Elizabeth asked taking his hand. He caressed the back of her hand with his thumb and smiled reassuringly.
"Nothing is wrong. I received a letter from town. I am to leave immediately; my attendance is required on business." He lifted his free hand to her cheek. "I am only distressed because I have to leave you." He smiled teasingly causing Elizabeth to colour deeply.
"Nevertheless I shall return home as soon as possible." He bent to kiss her gently and took leave. Elizabeth watched him go with resentment. Her news would have to wait.