Darcy peered out the window and thought he saw Elizabeth.
Stop it, you fool! You are dreaming. She cannot be here. She despises you!
He felt his breeches tighten.
Even that dip in the cold lake could not dampen his ardour.
Elizabeth had gotten lost. She was wandering the halls looking for a way out.
"Oooohhhhhhhh, Elizabeth! I need you... come and save me…"
She froze.
Mr Darcy? I thought he was away. But... he needs my help!
She opened the door and saw Mr Darcy with his hand around his... his... missile. He spilled when he saw her.
"Elizabeth!"
