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p.s i am not sure whether Bingly's name is Bingly or Bingley so correct me if i am wrong
Chapter two
Lizzie stepped out of the carriage and hurried towards the large oaken doors on Netherfield Park without hesitating to wait for her husband. Upon entering she met the two Bingly sisters, when last seen they were Mrs Hurst and Miss Bingly, however the former Miss Bingly was now Mrs Lowe of Hunting Parks in Hampshire, and quite the better person for it, although still as conceited as ever she had learnt to humble some of her vanity, a trait her sister had yet still to acquire. Mrs Darcy greeted them formally but rushed to see her sister as soon as the opportunity aroused, her husband however stayed with the sisters and Mr Bingly who had just entered the room, to deal with formality's and other such trivial things that gentlemen of his class did.
Upon entering the room in which her sister lay on a large bed, surrounded by luxuries and hundreds of cushions, Lizzie rushed to her side and examined her carefully for indeed it was evident that Jane was in a life-threatening condition, her face was the colour and texture of parchment and icy cold, her eyes were red and bloodshot and her body thin and frail from lack of food and constant vomiting. She slept fitfully, turning and never seeming to be comfortable in any condition. Lizzie bathed her head with cold water and adjusted her pillows. But she could do no more and slowly as the hours dragged on, as people entered and left Lizzie stayed by her side, occasionally drifting off and gazing into space, reminiscing of the time Jane was last Ill here, a few years ago when she and Mr Bingly had first met, she had been forced out into the rain, and what a dreadful fever it had been.
By afternoon the Doctor came in to view Jane, after ten minutes he shook his head ruefully. "It is hard to tell my dear, all I can say is that it shall most likely happen tonight." Shocked Lizzie gazed at the physician in horror
"Is there nothing you can do?" she pleaded. The Doctor shook his head and said "It could take a turn for the worse, or for the better. We can only wait- and watch. I'm sorry." As he left the room Lizzie slowly started to cry, she continued quietly for another ten minutes until her husband entered and saw her state of distress, silently he comforted her and she explained the doctors verdict and together they sat for some time. After a while Bingly joined them, only his sisters and their respective husbands stayed downstairs playing cards to while away the time.
Oh so slowly the night dragged on, seeing Jane's condition slowly worsen. Her sleep become more fitful and her breathing ragged, occasionally she would wake but be talking to people who did not exist and in vain did the onlookers try to bring her back to sanity. Elizabeth eventually fell asleep in her husband's arms, only to wake an hour later to her brother-in-laws cry. She snapped bolt upright and gazed at Jane, her face was no longer in pain, but peaceful and her eyes were closed with lips just slightly parted. She was an angel.