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Elizabeth sat in the window sill of her room in ill spirits. The two gentlemen were below stairs discussing the nights events after the magistrate had left. It had not taken the local magistrate long to arrive after the letter requesting he come had been dispatched. He was an elderly cantankerous man who looked as though he had fallen out of his bed chamber without an idea as to why he was actually there. It was obvious to that all that having been summoned to the local inn late at night the old man had been expecting some sort of drunken brawl and came raring for an argument. He seemed quite taken back when he realised that it had been two gentlemen and a lady that waited upon him there.
She Didn't know what she had been expecting but Elizabeth begged leave of them after a while feeling down trodden and disappointed. The was nothing the magistrate could do to assist them tonight. Having listened to their tale he decided to write an express to the magistrate of the area that the crime had been committed and recommended that the gentlemen make contact with the owners of the establishment where the maid sought help on the night the kidnapping had occurred. She and the coach driver were still there waiting for further instruction. In all the confusion Mr Darcy had almost forgotten about them and set about forming a plan of how to question them.
"I shall write to the occupants of the house and send it at first light" he muttered to himself and then turned to his wife, "and you my dear do you think that you could convey the latest information to our family, I'm sure your father and mother are quite anxious by now. Though I believe we may have to delay in the sending of these letters until we have a return address, I cannot say for sure where tomorrow takes us."
And so Elizabeth found herself sitting sadly alone ,having written to her parents, Jane, Georgiana and her sister Lydia who would have realised that something was amiss by now. She had the letters tucked into her hand luggage ready to send them as soon as she could give a return address.
She started when a wrap at the door called her back to the world,
"Yes, who is it?"
The door creaked open and revealed that it was just her husband, He entered the room and shut the door behind him quietly. He didn't say a thing at first and just sat on the bed, calling her to him. Gladly, Elizabeth got down and allowed him to circle his arms around her.
"Should I be concerned about you my dear?" Darcy pulled back from her and she could see from the look in his eyes that they held all sorts of questions and an unspoken sadness.
"Your not unwell? Or unhappy with me?"
She smiled at that last comment.
"I could never be unhappy with you my love" She said and kissed him lightly, "You have made me so happy, and no I am not unwell, I'm just worried and I feel so powerless. I wish that I had never have asked kitty to Pemberly."
"You cannot be blamed for what has happened dearest" Darcy laid down upon the bed and pulled her with him, "We have all made decisions that were foolish, this will be solved and Kitty found, you will see.
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"Would you like a drink of water Miss Darcy?"
Kitty opened her eyes in panic and kicked out as a hand came towards her with a ladle. With satisfaction she noted that the ladle had been dropped and bounced angrily across the cold flagstone floor.
"I have told you I am Miss Bennet not Miss Darcy!" Her voice was ragged and pain stricken from crying out for help. The man recoiled and threw down the water jug in temper. Some splashed across her causing the young woman to gasp.
"Serves you right, You nasty creature, all bruised my ankles are from the times you've kicked them, I don't care who you are, all I know is I am sposed to keep you alive. How can I do that if you wont drink and you wont eat nothing, You'll be dead in less than a week!"
Kitty realised then that he was not a man after all but a boy of no more than 15 years old. She hadn't seen him here before, she knew all the other faces and voices, but not his.
"Please..." she pleaded weakly, "Please you have to help me, I don't know why I'm here, you look like a good sort of person, you'll be rewarded if you take me back to my family."
"Ah miss don't go saying stuff like that." He crouched down and looked her in the eye, " You don't know these people, I couldn't let you go even if I wanted to."
Suddenly the door slammed open with a horrendous clattering band and the boy jumped backwards and straitened up, looking embarrassed at being seen speaking to Kitty in that way.
Kitty could hear that there was a struggling and shouting.
"Take your hands off me!" Two burly men threw somebody onto the ground a few feet away from Kitty,
"Another charge for you young Henry!" They addressed the boy and kitty mentally took note of that name for later.
"and you miss Darcy... some company for you, I believe you are already acquainted!"
Kitty looked then and to her shock met with familiar eyes.
"You!" She called out in shock.