Wretched Beginnings Chapter 7 – end of November 1812
Monday, London
"The men departed to take care of business." Mrs. Gardiner informed Mary. "We sent your express to Hunsford Parsonage. When should I ring for a carriage for us?"
"Aunt," Mary looked up from the catalogue of sheet music available to purchase. "I need a few minutes to review my lists before we shop."
"I believe we should visit Debenham and Clark. Perhaps they will have a gown which you can wear when calling at Rosings. We'll go to the warehouse for accessories once we have the pre-made gown." Aunt Gardiner explained. "If we cannot find a gown, we'll order a silk gown with two silk petticoats for thirty shillings at my modiste. If we order the gown today, she should finish by Friday. Mr. Gardiner and I wish to gift a pair of silk stockings, silk handkerchief and silk gloves for your wedding. You can marry in your best gown and bonnet."
"You have no objections to the marriage taking place on Wednesday or Thursday?" Mary observed her split lip in the mirror this morning. She hoped her lip would look better for the wedding, and almost healed when they went to Hunsford Parsonage.
"None my dear. We will have time to make the ceremony and wedding breakfast special for you."
"Thank you, but don't go to excess for me. I appreciate all you do." Mary thanked her aunt.
"Your day gowns and evening gowns are perfectly fine for your life as a parson's wife. We want you to have better for when you must entertain or be entertained by Rosings Park. You will need satin slippers for Rosings also."
"Thank you for helping me buy better to wear to Rosings. I have a new, brown velvet cloak. Lydia says my bonnets are out of date. Perhaps I should purchase a new bonnet also, to wear to Rosings."
"I do hope you will listen to me, Mary. I understand you are fond of darker greens and browns for gowns, especially for the sturdy cottons which you wear for day gowns. However, in the spring, I hope you will buy soft peach or a spring green silk for a new evening gown. The colors will look lovely on you."
"I should visit you in March, Aunt Gardiner, before Mother raids your best laces and trims for Lydia." They both laughed.
~X~
"You are in luck, Miss Bennet," Aunt Gardiner's modiste exclaimed. "We had an order for five silk evening gowns for a young woman for Little Season. However, due to a death in her family, she needs black gowns for a year. She gave us leave to sell the gowns she ordered. The caramel silk with wrapped bodice and long sleeves fits like I made for you. The gold silk with the chocolate silk gauze overlay brings out the gold in your hair and eyes. Both will look well with the chocolate brown velvet cloak you say you own." The modiste named a price for the two gowns and four petticoats.
"I will take both the gowns and petticoats. I will take all the accessories which you might have." Mary offered.
"We have the petticoats, but she purchased her accessories from shops down the street. You can ask your aunt to help you coordinate accessories, since you know what you own. The young woman also ordered morning, day, and promenade gowns. We've sold all but two of the day gowns and the five evening gowns."
The modiste brought out the two day gowns. A mahogany brown cotton gown had narrow cream stripes, cream piping, buttons and sash. The pale green Italian cotton with a small dark primrose floral print had dark green piping, buttons and sash. Mary was thankful for the lack of lace and flounces.
When Mrs. Gardiner approved the total for the day gowns also, Mary paid for the items and asked to have them delivered to the Gardiner House on Gracechurch Street. The modiste gave Mary small samples of the materials for the four gowns so she could purchase accessories.
"I have two new kerseymere gowns which are suitable for church during the fall and winter," Mary explained. "One is russet brown and the other is chestnut brown. I can alternate them. I need to purchase trunks, for Papa will transport Lizzy's and Jane's back to Longbourn. I fear I will need an extra trunk to carry the new clothing and accessories I will purchase on this trip. I need a valise and dressing case also."
"The caramel silk would be lovely for your wedding." Aunt Gardiner smiled. "I will loan you my pearls. I think cream accessories will suit both of the new silk gowns and the bronze ballgown which you own." She reminded Mary she had an appointment this afternoon. She would leave Mary with her lists at Gardiner's Emporium and collect her later. Next they visited a milliner. Mary needed a new bonnet to accessorize her new silk gowns. The milliner recommended a cream silk covered bonnet, with chocolate ribbons. When she realized Mary didn't care for flowers, she suggested a small trio of smart bronze feathers to trim the bonnet.
~X~
"We took the liberty of creating a response to send to every inquiry. The polite letter explains you are not responsible for assurances of your brother-by-marriage regarding this scheme. You have signed no contracts, nor guaranteed surety, nor shook hands regarding this scheme. We intend to purchase a public notice in the London Times. You will announce you are no longer responsible for Mr. and Mrs. Hurst's debts, nor Miss Bingley's. Some of these men might importune your sisters for funds, believing you would repay your family." Bingley's solicitors were well aware of the drain his sisters and brother-by-marriage placed on his funds. They chose this opportunity to educate Bingley regarding his funds and his family. "We conferred with Mr. Hurst's solicitors. If he guarantees the investments of his friends in this scheme, we cannot stop him."
"Mrs. Hurst's funds are intact?" Bingley asked.
"The funds set out in her marriage articles are intact, which offer her £800 per year. Hurst managed to drink and gamble £5,000 pounds of his funds in the last eight and ten months. His living is reduced to £1,500 per annum. He needs to retire from society and live at the Hurst estate. He can hunt and ride to his heart's content without society friends encouraging him to overspend. If he cannot bear the country, he must live at the Hurst House in London, under constant vigilance of his funds or move to Bath or Scarborough. All effort must be made to retrench. Mrs. Hurst must support the plan." Bingley's solicitors handed him a written list of recommendations to insure the Hursts' funds.
"Something to consider," Bingley perused the list.
"The topic is not for you to consider," his solicitor opined. "We prepared letters to Hurst's father and to him. The letters explain you are not responsible for his upkeep or financial situations. The letter recommends moderation and economy, and outlines our suggestions for retrenching. Per your instructions, we sent letters to all tradesmen in London which announce you will not be responsible for the accounts of Mr. Hurst, Mrs. Hurst or Miss Bingley. We paid and closed all known accounts. We sent a copy of the letters to Mrs. Hurst and Miss Bingley."
"Thank you for reviewing the finances for my sisters and me," Bingley could afford to pay the £5,000 to Roberts without touching Caroline's funds. He declared he expended frivolous funds for the last time.
"Miss Bingley's dowry and legacy are intact. We recommend combining her £10,000 legacy with her £20,000 dowry. Moving her funds from the four percents into the five percents provides £1,500 per annum living. We would limit her access to the account so she can never touch the principal, only the interest on quarter days."
Bingley agreed to the plan. The solicitor would manage the transactions today and send an express to Caroline at the Hurst House. Their letter would explain the consolidation of Caroline's accounts, and her ability to access her quarterly living from the family solicitors, not the bank. The solicitors would not open accounts for her. They would maintain her account, pay her bills (which included a fee for their services), and release her remaining funds quarterly. Miss Bingley could not borrow funds from money brokers. She could not open any accounts to have her invoices sent to the solicitors. She would not be allowed to gamble or issue vowels to anyone. Miss Bingley could not terminate their services. Only her brother Charles or her husband could terminate their services.
"What about future investments for Bingley?" Darcy appreciated the payment to Roberts did not erode Bingley's financial base of £100,000.
"We have several options. Factories in Leeds need financial backing. However, if you don't want to invest in trade or manufacturing, there is a new building and loan in London which pays you five percent per year, but you must loan your funds for a decade." Bingley's solicitors deliberately presented the two least tempting options first.
"Are there other options?" Bingley fidgeted in his chair.
"Do not sell the Bingley House this year; arrange a lease for the Season instead. The Season lease would be effective Lady Day through Midsummer Day. A Little Season leas could be from Michaelmas to Christmas…or a one year lease Lady Day to Lady Day. We can arrange lease papers for you. Bingley House with excellent rooms, furniture and a Mayfair direction, should rent easily."
"I believe leasing is a promising idea," Darcy advised Bingley. "However, ensure Mr. Bingley's sisters and brother-by-marriage do not lease the house. I feel they would lease the house and expect Bingley to pay for the staff, coals, candles, etc."
"I am decided," Bingley sat straight and still in his chair. "I want to lease the Bingley House. Caroline and Louisa redecorated last year. I don't care for the new and barely used décor. Leasing the house, furnished, will recoup some of the losses from the redecoration. However, my housekeeper and house steward remain in their positions to protect my property."
"We will draw terms of agreement for you. We recommend sending Mr. and Mrs. Hurst and Miss Bingley's personal possessions located at the Bingley House to them at the Hurst House. We recommend moving your personal possessions, which you do not take, to a locked attic room. Then a catalogue should be created. One copy will stay with us, one copy with you, and one copy to accompany the terms of the lease agreement. The tenants would not be allowed to remove furniture. They would pay for any painting they desired from a palette which you approve before the lease. Your housekeeper and your butler remain. They run the house and insure the upkeep for you."
"I hope you have more suggestions," Bingley commented.
"You have the lease on Netherfield Park until Christmas. If you renew the lease for a year; return by Lady Day to oversee planting. Do your best to raise the maximum profit from Netherfield Park. However, between now and spring, you might want to consider short-term investments in the five percents."
Bingley spent another hour having tea with his solicitor, making plans. Darcy counseled him on the benefits of diversifying his funds.
Darcy felt unsettled to be back in London. Bingley needed him, but he would rather be at Netherfield Park, courting Elizabeth Bennet. 'While my body is in London, my thoughts are with Elizabeth in Hertfordshire.' Little Season began after Michaelmas and would continue until mid-December. Darcy could avoid much of the ton because ton invitations required issuance two weeks in advance. Most of Little Season would be over by then. Georgiana would enjoy attending the theatre and concert offerings for the remainder of Little Season with him.
Darcy and Fitzwilliam discussed the situation with Lady Matlock Saturday upon their arrival in London. Georgiana and Mrs. Annesley moved from the Darcy House to the Matlock House. The Darcy House had been cleaned and closed until further notice.
Monday, Longbourn
"Lizzy! Oh, where is that girl!" Mrs. Bennet queried. "Probably sitting in a tree somewhere, reading a book! She's always underfoot when I don't want her and never near when I need her. I want her to send an express to Mr. Bennet. I don't appreciate being abandoned with no carriage."
"Lizzy went after Lydia and Kitty. Papa left strict instructions. We are not to walk into Meryton. We are not to make calls or accept callers. Hill took the knocker down; Papa placed the knocker in the safe until his return." Jane spotted Lizzy out the window, holding Lydia and Kitty each by an arm. "Mr. Hill has orders not to summon the carriage for anyone's use. If any of us disobey Papa's orders, he will penalize our pin money."
Lizzy stormed the house, dragging her sisters behind. "Take their bonnets, cloaks and walking boots, Sarah. Lock everyone's outerwear in the stillroom. Give the stillroom key to Mr. Hill."
"Including your outerwear, Miss Elizabeth?" Sarah wondered how Miss Elizabeth would survive Mrs. Bennet's ire if she didn't walk out daily.
"Yes, including mine." Lizzy insisted. "We will obey Papa's orders. I'm sorry, but you must go to the farm first thing each morning."
"Mrs. Bennet wants you, Miss Elizabeth," Hill passed on the information.
"She doesn't want me, for I have no sympathy for her nerves! She will not distract me from ensuring Kitty and Lydia follow Papa's orders." Lizzy helped Sarah move outerwear for all the Bennet ladies to the stillroom.
Not even Mrs. Bennet dared argue with Lizzy when she stood steadfast. She resembled Mr. Bennet in many ways. Rushing to her room to weep over her lot in life, Mrs. Bennet took quill in hand and wrote to Mary.
Longbourn
November 23
Dearest Mary,
Please give my regards to your new husband, Mr. Collins. You must write your sisters, especially Lydia, to tell them of the amusements of London. You must ease her distress about not being able to attend the Netherfield Ball.
Mr. Bingley and his party left Netherfield Park Saturday. Staff have orders to close up the house. He is to attend urgent business in London. They should be in residence at the Bingley House by the time you receive this express. I believe it is located in Mayfair.
Dearest Mary, please invite Mr. Bingley to tea at the Gardiners. Set a pretty table and be an attentive hostess…no dirges on the pianoforte! Wear your best day gown and attempt to look pretty. Remind him of the felicity of married life and send him back to Netherfield Park and your sister, Jane, as quickly as possible! We must secure him for her! Our family's future and felicity depend on his offer of marriage. Jane must have an advantageous marriage!
I do not wish to appear mean, Mary…but do return the silvered jelly dish and best silk pillow along with the white linen tablecloth and serviettes. I have need of them at Longbourn, for I am sure I will entertain more than you will at the parsonage. After all, we regularly dine with four and twenty families. I doubt Mr. Collins has that many social connections in Hunsford. His entire conversation concerned Lady Catherine and Rosings Park.
Since you will have pin money from your marriage settlement, please allow Mr. Bennet to give your four percent from my marriage settlement to your sisters. Your portion of the four percents will allow your sisters to purchase nicer clothes in hopes of catching a husband.
Take care, dearest Mary. I shall provide guidance regarding married life and your duties to your family in my following letters.
Your Mama, F.B.
Mrs. Bennet ordered Mr. Hill to send the express to Mary before dusk today. Before the week ended, she felt sure Mr. Bingley would return to Jane. Mr. Bennet and Mr. Phillips were due home after the wedding. Mr. Bennet needed to be here when Mr. Bingley came to offer for Jane.
Monday afternoon, London
"Mrs. Edward Gardiner to see Lady Matlock," the butler at Matlock House introduced her.
"Madeleine," Constance Fitzwilliam, the Countess of Matlock, affectionately greeted her friend. "Is there an issue with our charity?" They both patronized the Swords and Shields Society which helped widows of soldiers and sailors. They helped widows apply at the War Office for any pension earned by their husbands. The Society helped widows contact family members for a possible living situation. They helped the widows with travel expenses and settlement funds. The Society endeavored to make life easier for a perpetually ignored section of society.
Reginald and Constance Matlock had one son in His Majesty's Army. Richard, a Colonel with the regulars, spent most of the last decade traveling between the War Office and battlefronts. While Constance wanted her son to find love and have children…he refused to leave a war widow and child behind. He would not leave them dependent upon the largess of his older brother and sister-by-marriage for a home, a living, and an education for fatherless sons. Robert would do his duty. His sister-by-marriage, Augusta, enjoyed society, position and funds a great deal too much for Richard's tastes.
"No, and I must apologize. I am here on a personal matter." Madeleine Gardiner exchanged light conversation with Lady Matlock before the tea tray appeared and they could speak behind closed doors without footmen present. Madeleine Gardiner explained the situation of the entail of Longbourn. She explained the vicar of Hunsford Rectory, Mr. William Collins, followed orders from his patroness, Lady Catherine de Bourgh, to court and marry one of his female cousins. The unmarried Bennet daughters would be left homeless when the entail on Longbourn came to fruition. She explained how Mr. Collins inadvertently compromised her niece, Mary Bennet.
Constance felt horrified her sister-by-marriage, Catherine, would order her new parson to such lengths. 'Good heavens! What was that woman thinking!' The situation required the utmost discretion. Mrs. Gardiner's niece could not wait three weeks for banns to be read. A common license required they marry in her parish or his. In her present state, Mary Bennet could not appear at the church in Meryton. Marrying at his parish in Hunsford would require the curate to perform the ceremony. Curate Stevenson would see Mary's split lip and discern the unflattering reason for haste. The compromise could not become public knowledge, and must be kept from Lady Catherine and the community of Hunsford at all costs!
"I will send an express to the Bishop of London, requesting he call on me today. I will do my best to obtain an interview for Mr. Collins and Mr. Bennet first thing in the morning to apply for a special license. I will send you a message with the details immediately after he departs." Lady Matlock offered.
Madeleine Gardiner thanked her friend for her understanding and help in the situation. Lady Matlock planned to attend the next committee meeting for the Swords and Shields Society as Christmas approached. Lady Matlock financially supported the Society; she knew the dedication Mrs. Gardiner gave to the cause. She always gave her servants new material for a set of clothes for Christmas. Clothing, normally given to servants on Boxing Day, went to widows. Madeleine Gardiner made warm baby blankets from end pieces of materials from Gardiner's Emporium. She gave a portion of her pin money to the Society to provide for the widows.
Other ladies from the ton attempted to further an acquaintance with Lady Matlock to raise themselves in social circles. Madeleine Gardner never approached Lady Matlock for a favor in the five years they had known one another. Lady Matlock felt determined to help Madeleine Gardiner and her niece. As an added bonus, she could thwart designs and machinations of her sister-by-marriage, Catherine de Bourgh.
~X~
"Papa, I asked to speak with you and Uncle Gardiner." Mary paused; today's late afternoon express from Mother spurred her to action.
Mr. Bennet chuckled. "Must be a serious topic, as you provided tea and your honey biscuits."
"I have serious thoughts. I know you have £1,000 a year from the Longbourn legacy. I calculate the legacy is about £25,000." Mary began the conversation.
"Your calculations are correct. The Longbourn legacy is £25,000." Mr. Bennet acknowledged. Gardiner already knew the status of Bennet's funds since Franny's marriage settlement and from the change in entail. "One thousand pounds comes from the rent of the tenant farms and my percent of the harvest."
"Why haven't you invested the Longbourn legacy in the five percents? Five percents would give you £1,250 per year. You could invest that £250 with Uncle Gardiner, or you invest in Longbourn." Mary consulted the paperwork in her hand. "I know the rents from the farms at Longbourn pay for farm worker wages, taxes, livestock and upkeep on the farms and Longbourn Manor."
Mr. Bennet and Mr. Gardiner stared at Mary. "Did I miscalculate?" Mary felt concerned by their stares.
"No," Mr. Bennet and Mr. Gardiner exchanged glances and nods with one another.
"As long as you keep the legacy intact, you can move the money into the five percents. I must admit, I'm embarrassed we did not consider this before." Mr. Gardiner lacked his usually confident air.
"I'm livid because I am more interested in my books than my percents." Mr. Bennet asserted. "When I assumed the leadership of Longbourn, my banker suggested we move the legacy from the three percents to the four percents. How many years have lapsed where I could have earned five percent instead of four?"
"I would move the money to the five percents before quarter day. You can visit your banker tomorrow." Mary could not allow them to become distracted again. She did not know what prevented obtaining a marriage license today, but the sun had set and she had no answer. She knew not to question the men in her family. She would not endure another 'men manage business issues' lecture. They would not reveal anything unless she asked.
"Your Mama will want to spend that £500 on better gowns for your sisters to find husbands. I believe Mr. Bingley will offer for Jane before the new year." Mr. Bennet teased Mary. She appeared more serious than usual, and he worried for her.
Wordlessly, Mary passed today's express to Papa. Disturbed by what he read, Mr. Bennet gave the letter to Mr. Gardiner, since the invitation to Bingley must come from the Gardiners.
"I shall invite Mr. Bingley to tea, as Franny requests," Gardiner assured Mary. "I have conducted business with the Bingley family before. This will be a renewal of our acquaintance." He returned the express to Mary, disappointed at Franny's avarice in claiming possessions over concern for Mary's current situation.
"However, I believe you should not tell Mama you moved the Longbourn legacy to the five percents. I would not allow Mama to waste that £250. She does not understand a person's per annum living should be £5,000 before they consider a season in London." Mary restrained from additional comments regarding how else Mama would spend the funds. Mama envied Lady Lucas attending Little Season each fall with Sir Lucas. Mama believed she deserved to have a Season.
"Mary has the measure of her mother," Mr. Gardiner commented. "What would you do, Mary?"
"You have three options. Purchase additional farms and land with the funds, which would be sensible if you were younger and had a son to inherit. You could invest with Uncle Gardiner. However, I would invest in the living for Longbourn." Mary advised.
Mr. Bennet eyed the papers in Mary's hand. "Proceed."
"I made possible calculations," Mary reviewed the paperwork in her hand. "If you could long term lease the thirty acres of pasture land between Longbourn and Netherfield, you could provide for a flock of sheep. I'm referring to the thirty acres separated from Netherfield by the creek, west of the Longbourn farms. Leasing the land on our side of the creek will make fencing and holding easier for both Longbourn and Netherfield. That plan would utilize funds for rent, sheep, a new winter barn, and provide winter work for some of the farmers. In the summer you could hire second sons of farmers to function as sheepherders. Additionally, I would set the new barn as the main center for harvesting fleece from all sheep held on Longbourn lands. A central area would lessen shearing time and ensure a more even shearing. A more even shearing would increase the price of the fleece."
"Why sheep?" Mr. Gardiner approved of the plan so far, but he wanted to hear all of Mary's thoughts.
"Factories, wool…you might consider another plan if acquiring the lease requires too much time." Mary turned to the next page in her hand. "Purchase four new horses for the farm. Better horses mean faster and better farming. You need a quality riding horse to make calls on all the tenants. Purchase new tack for yourself. Keep the youngest of the four horses you have for the one-horse gig and for my sisters to ride. Repair and upkeep of the carriage and one-horse gig. New tack for my sisters for riding…not new riding habits. Sell the three oldest horses and your old tack to tenants, using those funds to purchase food for the new horses."
Mary expounded on several other schemes for spending the funds to improve the holdings at Longbourn. "I know Mama will rail at not spending my portion to buy silk gowns for my sisters. She does not understand extra funds should be used to improve the profits for Longbourn. Papa, you are not required to leave anything other than Longbourn and the legacy to Mr. Collins. Greater funds raised now would provide better for Mama and my unmarried sisters in the future."
Mr. Bennet accepted the papers from Mary. Since he had the possibility of a grandson to inherit…he could no longer ignore the world to read. Expanding the estate would achieve greater profit. He knew his effort in decision making, tenant oversight, and attention to their concerns would enable the estate to achieve greater profit. He understood her plans for improving livestock, horses, sheep, expanded poultry flocks, more bee hives, better crop rotation, and purchasing land when possible.
"I believe everyone should make the most of their situation, and endeavor to better the lives of anyone in their sphere of influence." Mary refreshed their tea and biscuits. "I'm not scolding you. I am, however, referencing your inattention to Longbourn. Papa, you can no longer spend all your days in your library. If you had taken charge of Longbourn's resources fifteen years ago, you could have increased the living by one-third or more." Mary's paperwork included a new schedule for his involvement in Longbourn, and his involvement in educating her sisters.
"Which your Mama and Lydia would have spent on bonnets, ribbons and laces," Mr. Bennet chuckled, until he viewed Mary's face.
"Papa, again, you are responsible for Mother and Lydia's actions," Mary chided gently. "I know you can address the situation. However, once I am gone, my sisters must perform my tasks, or you must hire a maid-of-all-things. She will help Mr. Hill in the gardens, help with the animals and with beekeeping. She will help Mrs. Hill with cooking, baking, preserving and using the herbs from the garden for teas, broths and sherries to heal Mother. Otherwise, you will pay for the apothecary, and you will still need help to replace my efforts."
"I believe your Mama has plans for your portion…better gowns so your sisters can catch rich husbands," Mr. Bennet referred to Mary's letter.
Mary explained Mr. Collins' finances. "I have plans for my percents, Papa. I appreciate you paying me for Christmas and for next year. If I am not to receive my allotment from Mama's funds quarterly, as I am entitled, then I want my portion to go to Longbourn to increase the living. Forty pounds will buy livestock, or an entire gaggle of geese. Do you know why Mr. Collins would not inherit Longbourn through the entail?"
"Mary doesn't gossip, and she is the first daughter to marry. She needs to know." Gardiner urged.
"Most entails are three generations. Longbourn's existed for six; originally set to last nine generations. My father and I changed the entail when you were a baby. Single succession paperwork has been filed. The first grandson born before I pass will inherit Longbourn, the legacy and family heirlooms."
Mary warily observed Papa and her uncle. "Are you saying my son, not his father, could inherit Longbourn?"
"The first grandson born before I die inherits." Mr. Bennet reiterated. "If no grandson is born before I pass, Collins inherits. If you do not have a son before Mr. Collins dies – Longbourn passes to the first grandson born after my death."
"Oh Papa, twenty years of listening to Mother whinge about the entail." Mary sighed. "I know it probably amused you to listen to Mother whinge. Think of what you've put our family and the community through. Why doesn't Mr. Collins or his father know the entail ended?"
"Your grandfather and I changed the terms of the entail about three months after you were born. Father worried your mother and I would not have a son. He disliked a Bennet selling their lineage and surname which is why he wanted to thwart the Collinses from inheriting. Father's solicitors, John Gardiner and Patrick Phillips, notified William Bennet Collins of the change in entail. Phillips still has a copy of the letter in his files. I have a copy of the letter in my files in Longbourn's safe."
"Perhaps I will have a son to inherit. You know our chances at brilliant marriages depend on our character, not our dowry. My marriage guarantees Mother will not starve in the hedgerows. However, my compromise may convince her to attempt the same for my sisters," Mary counseled wisely. "I would guard against Mother becoming so desperate that she considers portion before propriety. When she speaks of advantageous marriages…she means marriages for my sisters to wealthy men who could increase her living when you are deceased."
Mr. Bennet paused while drinking his tea and stared at Mary. "I know your Mama is indiscreet and repeats everything she hears like a pirate's parrot…however Phillips and I agreed. I will penalize your Mama and any of your sisters who hint or discuss the situation. I am also limiting their company until the holiday season. Penalizing pin money is effective at silencing most women."
"You must check Lydia, for she is destined for ruin if you do not check her fascination and flirtations with officers. Her ruin will affect my sisters' chances at a good marriage. Mother lets her drink too much wine punch at assemblies and at Aunt Phillips' card parties. I know you don't enjoy society. However, you must attend and observe the situation. Lydia talks too loud, giggles too much and flirts with everything in a red coat." Mary told Papa about Sir William forbidding Charlotte and Maria to walk out alone. She told Papa about Mr. Wickham and his drinking and gambling. Mr. Bennet tried to pass that off as a young man sowing his wild oats. Mary gently explained Mr. Wickham caused two broken virtues in Meryton. When she named names…Mr. Bennet blanched.
"How do you know these things?" Mr. Bennet demanded from his daughter who did not gossip.
Mary explained about baking for assemblies and card parties. She sat at the refreshments table, refilling punch bowls and biscuit plates. She sat in corners and read a book while everyone gossiped and talked like she wasn't in the room. She provided music for Aunt Phillips' card parties. She heard ladies and men discussing their neighbors, thinking she could not hear them because she played the pianoforte. "You must check Mother's conversation, for she is the most indiscreet gossip and encourages Lydia. Kitty could rise above their silliness. However, she has been allowed to be indolent and lets Mother and Lydia influence her." Mary sighed. 'Since Mother treats me like a servant…I am not surprised others ignored my presence also. I feel it will be a real test of Papa's character if he heeds my words.'
"So how should I allow Kitty to shine?" This conversation had not been included in the papers which Mary gave him.
"Her own room is a beginning. Not sharing her clothes and things with Lydia is step two. In fact…if Kitty had not warned me about Lydia taking my gold combs for the night of the Netherfield ball…Lydia might still have them. Lydia needs to learn not to take everyone's things! Kitty needs individual lessons, Papa. For if she sits lessons with Lydia, her education is hampered by Lydia's disinclination." Mary set out a clean sheet of paper and wrote notes. "You must rein in Mother's behavior, and cease spending your days amused and entertained by her nerves. Good books, good food and good wine will not see my sisters married to good men. You can no longer act indifferent, Papa."
"You do not truly believe the situation is as dire as that?" Mr. Bennet attempted to dissuade Mary from anticipating the worst of Lydia or her mother.
"You don't understand how difficult this conversation is for me. I was compromised because Lydia was not presentable, and Mr. Collins was not watching where he ran. Ask Lizzy about my predictions. She may have more insights to Lydia and Mother than I do…but I am not wrong." Mary continued to write notes for Papa. "Kitty should have come out on her seven and tenth birthday in April. Instead, Mother insisted she wait until Lydia turned five and ten in June to come out. Kitty's coming out became secondary to Lydia's. Purchasing clothes for their coming out proved difficult also, as Mama expected to obtain the best for Lydia. Meeting Kitty's needs was assigned to Jane. Kitty always gives way to Lydia, which is not right. Lydia should still be in the school room, not leading Kitty astray."
Mary noted their patronizing smiles. "Young ladies traditionally do not come out until they are eight and ten in London. If Lydia and Kitty did not come out until they were eight and ten, they would have been more mature for the freedoms granted by society. Instead, they act like the giggly school girls they are, while they run unchecked. Putting us out before other girls our age gave Mother extra time to moan about our unmarried state."
Mr. Thomas Bennet, a middle-aged gentleman with a modest income of £2,000 per annum, would heed Mary's advice…given gently, but firmly, and without pedantic reference to God. 'You are quite right Mary. Youth, beauty, and the appearance of good humor do not excuse your mother's weak character or understanding. Only my need for independence prevented us from exceeding our income…although I have done nothing to expand the living. I should have invested with Edward years ago or invested in Longbourn. While I am fond of my daughters…I sometimes wonder how my life would have changed if I had arranged a grand tour immediately after Cambridge and not come home to Longbourn for the summer. Being a second son taught me to value mine own company.'
~X~
"How brilliant, Mary," Mr. Gardiner examined her coin roll. "I think I could easily sell these."
"I should like one," Mrs. Gardiner professed. "I will trade you a length of good white flannel for one for me and one for Mr. Gardiner." She paused. "I think you should patent this idea before you make them for us to sell. I have another idea. Can you create a coin holder which would line a reticule?"
"I need a very plain kid leather reticule for practice." Mary considered the subject. "I can't afford a solicitor or the fee for the patent for the coin pockets."
"I will pay for them, if you let your first profits repay me." Mr. Gardiner offered. "I think we could arrange for the coin pockets to be sewn in bulk if we find the right manufacturer." He watched Mary's face. "What are you considering?"
"I do not believe Mr. Collins will want a wife in trade or in manufacturing." Mary expressed her concern. "He left a profitable position with the Collinses and their warehouses to acquire his education, ordination, and position at Hunsford Rectory."
"I believe we should find a partner who manages the manufacturing side and allows us to be silent partners. I will be your accountant. I will understand our expenses and profits. We will determine the popularity of your coin rolls. I can deposit your share of the funds in your account quarterly and keep your account ledger." Mr. Gardiner offered.
"Thank you, Uncle," Mary agreed. "I will have the coin pockets completed by Christmas. I have no gardens to concern me right now. I will post them to you."
"You are a good girl," Mr. Gardiner squeezed her shoulder. "I will have a plain reticule and a length of best white flannel wrapped together and put with your household items. I will include the scrap barrel and the end pieces we have from plain muslins and cottons." They discussed the materials and notions she needed for Mr. Collins' winter clerical robe, and for a new set of clothes for her servants. They discussed the bolts of cotton, flannel and wool needed for bed, bath and kitchen linens.
Mary enjoyed this visit with her uncle and aunt. She hoped for an improved relationship with them. Part of her regretted never accompanying Jane or Lizzy to London, but she felt more comfortable at Longbourn with her gardens and bees.
Monday evening, Matlock House
"Constance," the Bishop of London greeted his friend. "I'm extremely glad you are in London for the Little Season. Have you seen any good theatre?" They discussed Little Season, theatre offerings, and upcoming balls and concerts.
"I found your message interesting," the Bishop lowered his voice after the footman serving brandy moved away. "Hunsford Rectory acquired a new vicar in April of this year. The old vicar retired in November of last year. Lady Catherine hired the newly ordained vicar, William Collins, on Lady Day. His first sermon at Hunsford Rectory occurred at Easter. The vicar position at Hunsford Rectory has not been easy to fill. We sent over fifty qualified men to interview with Lady Catherine. The incumbent curate provided for the needs of the rectory while waiting for Lady Catherine to offer the position to an ordained cleric."
Constance Fitzwilliam, the Countess of Matlock, waited until all servants moved away. She did not want their conversation repeated. She spoke candidly with the Bishop of London. She explained about Lady Catherine ordering her vicar to Hertfordshire to view the estate which would become his upon the death of the current master.
"Why would Lady Catherine be interested in an estate in Hertfordshire?" The Bishop sipped his brandy.
"Power?" Constance suggested. "Longbourn has the advowson of St. Albans located between Longbourn and Meryton. If Collins has the living at Hunsford Rectory, he can leave Curate Stevenson to run Hunsford Rectory. He can assign the living at St. Albans to himself and hire a curate to administer the duties also. He can acquire as many livings as he can purchase, or Lady Catherine can purchase. They profit from the livings."
"I believe Lady Catherine is an intrusive controlling woman. I would suspect her of helping to acquire livings to increase her sphere of influence. Are you sure of the need for the special license?" The Bishop appreciated the fine dinner and the fine brandy offered at the Matlock House.
"I am. The couple need to marry before he takes her to Hunsford Rectory." Constance explained the vicar of Hunsford Rectory compromised the daughter of a gentleman. She opined a deliberate attempt to ensure the entail came to fruition.
"I would like to talk to the young woman at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, at my office before I grant the special license. Will you bring her to me? Your crested carriage will enter the grounds at the Doctors Common easier than a plain one. Lady Matlock, I need a favor." He needed to observe and investigate Lady Catherine de Bourgh. He didn't like the actions and attitudes of the woman who assumed oversight of Hunsford Rectory. Once he outlined his needs to her, and Lady Matlock agreed, the Bishop drained his brandy and departed.
"We will be there at ten o'clock," Constance curtseyed to him.
Once the Bishop left, Constance penned an express message to Mrs. Edward Gardiner, Gracechurch Street. Miss Mary Bennet, Mr. Bennet and Mr. Collins had a ten o'clock appointment with the Bishop of London at the Doctors Common for the issue of a special license. She would collect them at nine to make the appointment on time.
Tuesday morning, London
"Thank you for your help to procure the special license," Mary thanked Lady Matlock. "If there is ever anything I could do for you, please don't hesitate to ask."
"I don't know if I helped you or not," the Countess sighed. "Miss Bennet…part of me regrets your move to Hunsford Parsonage. Please do not reveal I provided a reference to the Bishop for you. The Bishop will demand secrecy from Mr. Collins and Mr. Bennet. Special licenses are not normally granted to a cleric." Lady Matlock paused before revealing her request. "Lord Matlock and I would be grateful if you could observe Miss de Bourgh's condition and advise us regarding her status. We do not believe she is as ill as Lady Catherine claims. However, she has been ill since she turned five and ten. I believe half her illness is due to a lack of age appropriate company. My son, Colonel Richard Fitzwilliam, and our nephew, Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy, attend Rosings Park for two weeks, one before and one after Easter each year. I hope to hear good reports about Anne's health from both of them. Despite the polite ways I have learned to deal with the members of the Parliament and the ton…I cannot find a polite way to say this. I apologize…however, my sister-by-marriage is a meddler. She is dictatorial. She is short-sighted. I feel guilty saying this to you…however, dealing with Lady Catherine may be easier if you employ respectful silence. Do not speak the honest truth you feel."
Mary pressed her lips together and refrained from a burst of laughter. "Perhaps I should encourage Mother to visit. Lady de Bourgh and Mother might become fast friends through their penchant for meddling."
"Lady Catherine prefers to be called Lady Catherine…not Lady de Bourgh. Because of the difference in their stations when they married, she is allowed to be styled Lady Catherine. I believe if she could shrug off her husband's surname and be called Lady Catherine Fitzwilliam once again…she would do so." Lady Matlock observed Mary. "You seem to be an intelligent and pleasant young woman. You probably do not require marital advice from me, someone wholly unconnected to you. However, knowing my sister-by-marriage as I do…I recommend employing strategic diversions, as taught me by my son, Colonel Fitzwilliam. Pave your path with goodness and sensibility."
"I believe the principal cause of ill health is imagination combined with inaction and poor nutrition. I believe in sunshine, fresh air, good food, and healthy exercise. When I have an unchaperoned minute with Miss Anne, I will encourage her return to health." Mary informed Lady Matlock. "I'm only half a day from London either at Longbourn or Hunsford. If you or my aunt need me, you know where to find me." She observed Papa and Mr. Collins leave the Bishop's office. Since they were smiling, she assumed they received the special license.
"May I repeat the same to you, Miss Bennet? If you ever need my help, please do not hesitate to contact me." The Countess offered her calling card to Miss Bennet. "Just show this card to my butler at any time of the day or night. He will provide shelter until I can see you."
Tuesday afternoon, London
"This is my favorite stillroom shop," Madeleine Gardiner took Mary to Savory & Moore on Bond Street. Mary enjoyed looking at the mahogany medicine chests. She needed to replace the one she left behind at Longbourn, and she needed a healing basket to carry with her for parishioner visits.
"I don't let just anyone buy from my warehouse," the shopkeeper at the stillroom warehouse informed Mary. "How would you heal a canker in the mouth?"
"Boil a handful each of columbine, sage and fennel in two cups water. Strain well. Mix with two tablespoons of brandy and honey. Wrap a clean stick with a clean bandage. Dip in the mixture, rub on the canker. Then take a mouthful of the infusion and rinse the mouth well at least three times a day." Mary replied.
"How would you treat a lady who has suffered a disappointment?" The shopkeeper queried.
"Beef broth and egg custards to feed her blood, willow bark powder in a glass of white wine or cup of chamomile tea for aches, and feverfew tea for fever. Green tea with honey and a few drops of laudanum if she's in pain." Mary drew on her scant experience from working with Meryton's midwife.
"You wouldn't bleed her?" The storekeeper exhibited curiosity. Most of the healers who visited his shop relied on leeches, laudanum and white willow bark.
"No, because she's lost a great deal of blood already. I only use leeches if someone has a bad bruise or a fluid-swollen joint. The leech draws the pooled blood from the bruise or the liquid from the swollen joint. Some people I know use leeches to reduce the swelling of gouty feet. I have never tried it, so I cannot recommend the practice." Mary disapproved of using leeches to bleed someone insensible, but she kept her counsel.
"Recurring spring cold?" The storekeeper did not relax his questioning.
"Juice six oranges and six lemons after zesting. Boil two gallons of water, add the juice and the zest. Add two cups of elderberry syrup or wine. Add honey to sweeten. Drink a cup first thing in the morning for two weeks. Willow bark powder for headache and body aches. Blue hyssop syrup for coughs which accompany the cold. Feverfew tea for fever. Lemon balm tea for fatigue. Walks in warm weather and sunshine to warm the body, which will warm the lungs. Alternately, you might suggest the patient go to Bath or Tonbridge Wells. I don't necessarily recommend they take the waters. I recommend they rest in the baths where the warm air eases the constriction of their lungs."
"Good advice." The shopkeeper approved of Mary's answer. "Are you the stillroom maid for an estate?"
"I was the keeper of the stillroom for my father's small estate in Hertfordshire," Mary acknowledged. "I had a large herb garden and created medicinal remedies. I am marrying and moving to Kent. I'm anxious to create a stillroom at my new home. However, I could not bring my stillroom supplies. I need a medical chest, four 12-drawer apothecary chests, a basket to carry healing items to parishioners, scales, measuring items, dosage spoons, mortar and pestle, and a marble slab for blending lotions. I need various size bottles, corks and crocks. I need willow powder, lotion, laudanum, and barley for making barley water."
"Are you marrying an apothecary, surgeon or doctor?" The storekeeper viewed Mary's list of supplies.
"Vicar," Mary explained. "I will be responsible for keeping him healthy while he visits the sick, infirm or dying. I will provide aid to my staff or to parishioners when they are ill."
"Please browse my warehouse. I'll have a clerk assemble your order." The shopkeeper offered.
Mary brought bags of medicinal herbs with her, so she did not add them to her list. Mary selected supplies and apothecary cabinets. She selected a medicinal chest which could travel with them. She selected a large, lidded basket to hold her healing supplies while making calls. She purchased some items to create draughts, and bottles for tonics and tinctures. She purchased a small book of healing receipts. She purchased ginger and lemon sickroom soap. She had not thought to bring sick soaps or healing vinegar with her.
Mary bought a good supply of white willow tree bark. However, the green bark needed to dry before she boiled the bark in white wine. After boiling, the bark distillation could make into draughts to relieve headache and pain. She purchased willow bark powder and a bottle of laudanum. Once Mary completed her purchases at the medicinal warehouse, they agreed to crate her items and deliver the crate to the Gardiners' home. The shopkeeper gave her his calling card if she needed to order additional supplies in the future.
Mary knew to purchase some things she needed from better sources – bandage materials, needles and thread from Gardiner's Emporium. A cask of vinegar for creating a cleansing wash for new babies. Flat baskets for harvesting flowers and herbs. Market baskets for shopping. Baskets for storage of garden tools, muslin bags, and stillroom supplies. A case of sherry and a bottle of whisky or brandy from a wine warehouse.
Once they left the warehouse, Aunt Gardiner took her to a stationer and engraver. Mr. Collins and Mary needed calling cards. They would be shipped to the Collinses upon completion. Mary purchased a year's supply of paper, ink, quills, sealing wax, pencils, ledgers, and blank everyday books for Hunsford Parsonage. She purchased a plain, serviceable desk set. She purchased the items needed for making ink. When Mary had time, she would teach Barlow how to make ink. Spring was best time for making ink. First, they had to collect quantities of rainwater, and the ink had to be stirred daily for three weeks. Mary usually made ink after Lady Day.
"This is my favorite seed and plant warehouse," Aunt Gardiner introduced Mary to the shopkeeper. "I buy my yearly kitchen garden supplies from him. He sold me the white lilac bushes at our house. I save the flowers for you to make lilac water, soaps and candles for me."
"The most important items are at the top of my list: sharp garden scissors, small garden hand tools, a set of nesting wash basins for the herbs, and twine. I need a large supply of comfrey until I can grow some. I need four small casks or barrels if you have them, otherwise I'll visit a cooper. I need a medium sized washtub and various sized baskets." Mary handed him the full list of items she needed.
"We'll assemble this list for you. Why don't you walk around my warehouse? Look at the various seeds and plants I have for sale." The shopkeeper offered.
Mary wandered around the seed and plant warehouse while Mrs. Gardiner talked to the shopkeeper about bulbs to plant right now. Mary regretted leaving the autumn crocus bulbs at Longbourn. She didn't mean to eavesdrop but the voices of two women near her carried.
"I have to do something," woman one moaned to woman two. "I can't bear to have another child by that man. We have an heir and a spare. Why does he demand to have a daughter? Everyone knows men don't care about having daughters!"
"You have options, and all worked for me. One, make him soak in a hot, hot bath before he comes to your bed. Mother said she did not know how a hot bath stopped Father's seed from being fertile. In ten years of marital relations with Father – she became pregnant twice. Two, don't let him release inside you. If he does, do not lay there afterwards, get up and move around so his seed runs out of you before it can take hold. That is a good reason to go to his bed, and then return to your own. Sleep sitting up all night if necessary. Speak to your accoucheur about buying a syringe to clean yourself after. Three, a sea sponge, soaked in lemon juice or vinegar, placed inside you, stops his seed from creating an increase. I paid ten pounds for the advice and two sponges while on our honeymoon in Egypt. Four, I will share a tip which I learned from a widowed friend of ours who has her freedom but still takes lovers. You place a scant spoonful of Queen Anne's Lace seeds in a cup of hot tea for five mornings after marital relations. You have to drink all the tea and swallow the seeds. These things will only prolong your marital relations. Just become enceinte and pray for a daughter."
"Why didn't you tell me about these things before?" Woman one cried.
"You never asked," woman two explained.
"Is there anything else you haven't bothered to tell me?" Woman one's voice had an edge of exasperation.
"Yes, your cook makes the worst beef broth. No one I know can choke the concoction down. Ask Lady Arlington's cook for her receipt; she makes the best. Be prepared to pay five pounds for the receipt." Woman two's voice sounded smug and superior, bringing the superior sisters to mind. "Purchase better sherry for the broth. I purchase the same sherry as Lady Arlington. Her selection is superior."
Mary pondered on their discussion. 'Hot baths could be arranged. Sea sponges and Queen Anne's Lace seeds could be acquired.' However, she felt conflicted about Longbourn. 'Despite the reason we will marry, I cannot keep Mr. Collins from my bed. Perhaps one day when I have my own child, I will know unconditional love. If my son inherited Longbourn, I would be happy and have no cause to repine. Can I have a son? Mother had five daughters.' Mary sighed and shook her head. 'Things to do…don't daydream.'
"I have items to add to the list I gave you. I want one standing three panel herb drying rack and one of the standing four panel herb drying racks. I should have a flower bed where I can cultivate, cut and create my own floral arrangements for the house." Mary passed the shopkeeper another list with daisy, columbine, pinks, white bell and Queen Anne's Lace seeds, flower bulbs, and two sets of white lilac bushes. She considered putting them outside the window of her sitting room and on either side of the front door. "I saw some bay laurel and rosemary bushes, but I think I will wait for spring to buy them. Mr. Collins says we have rose bushes, so I want to see what we have and perhaps purchase more in the spring."
~X~
Mary selected a large candle mold to create Yule candles. She purchased cheap but potent cinnamon. Stirred in with the tallow, the cinnamon scent overpowered the odor of tallow. The cinnamon smell seemed quite festive for the holidays.
Mrs. Gardiner looked puzzled.
Mary explained she saved ash from Michaelmas to Lady Day. She preferred to make candles after Lady Day when there were only fires kept in the kitchen. She needed this mold to make Yule candles.
~X~
"Little Amelia," Mary listened to her small cousin practicing on the pianoforte. "You have a very pleasant singing voice. However, you cannot neglect your education to practice the pianoforte. You must read and learn to think for yourself."
"Like you and Cousin Lizzy?" Amelia asked.
"Yes," Mary hugged her small cousin. "Each night, you should read to your sister Alice. She will learn her letters and you will improve your reading."
Mrs. Manning's express improved Mary's disposition greatly. Mrs. Manning purchased a year of coal, candles and soaps from merchants in Hunsford. Their bills were paid by Mr. Collins at Michaelmas. She listed the garden and orchard stuff stored in the cellar at Hunsford Parsonage. She explained how Rosings sent a basket of food stuffs to the parsonage weekly. She explained Mr. Collins attended dinners at Rosings twice a week. As a single man, with no hostess, he did not entertain. Aunt Gardiner discussed the situation with her. They refined her list of things to buy and determined how to economize.
Tuesday morning, Longbourn
Mrs. Bennet seemed happier than she accounted. Mr. Collins intended to mitigate the effects of the entail by choosing a wife from among his cousins. An express letter from Mr. Bennet revealed Mary would marry Mr. Collins on Wednesday. He threatened to withhold pin money for a full quarter if anyone revealed Mary's compromise by Mr. Collins. While the marriage would be hasty to prevent scandal and gossip…Mr. Bennet and Mr. Phillips planned to handle the hasty marriage like a fairytale romance.
Wednesday
The vicar at the Gardiners' church seemed surprised when Vicar Collins and Miss Mary Bennet presented themselves with a special license. Vicar Case appreciated the Gardiners and the help they gave to the church. He noted Miss Bennet had her father, an uncle, and the Gardiners to support her. Her people clustered on her side of the church, avoiding Vicar Collins.
"Miss Bennet, have you been influenced in any way to marry this man?" Vicar Case noted the slight swelling of her lower lip, and the slight split despite the veil. The injury, less than a week old, explained why the couple had a special license, and why they married in London rather than Hertfordshire or Kent. Vicar Case could not chastise Vicar Collins…but he would help Miss Bennet as he had other brides.
Vicar Case reached for a book, and conducted the ceremony. However this book had a section with an ink line drawn through it. "Mary Alice Bennet, wilt thou have this man to thy wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of matrimony? Wilt thou serve him, love, honor and keep him in sickness and health; and forsaking all others, keep thee only unto him, so long as ye both shall live?"
"I will," Mary confirmed.
The Gardiners eyed one another. They held their breath…worried someone would draw attention to the ceremony which did not require Mary to obey the obsequious Mr. Collins.
~X~
"Mary," William Collins sat uncomfortably on the backless sofa at the end of the bed on Wednesday evening. Mary sat at the dressing table. She dressed for bed in a new white nightrail and wrapper. "Thank you for arranging the valet, a hot bath and glass of wine for me. I didn't realize I felt so nervous. I…I…felt nervous all day. I truly felt faint during our marriage ceremony."
"Please help me, William," Mary offered her hairbrush to him. "One hundred strokes, and then I will teach you how to plait my hair for bed."
William noticed Mary's pretty blush. He took the brush and stepped behind her. She drank two full cordials of the medicinal sherry, and felt a little warm. She arranged fresh hot water and clean towels to be placed in the dressing room for them to clean up afterwards. She hoped Papa and her uncles educated William about the marriage bed…for she would die of embarrassment if she had to follow Aunt Madeleine's suggestion of telling him what to do.
Thursday, the day after the wedding
"Good morning, my husband," Mary smiled shyly at William Collins. "There is hot water in the dressing room for you. A servant is outside the door, waiting to help you dress for the day."
"I'd prefer…" he started to say.
"Mr. Collins, I am the daughter of a gentleman. You will learn how to be a gentleman and run an estate when you are not busy with your rectory duties. The water is cooling, the valet awaits. Be sure to give him a coin when he finishes helping you." She rang the bell for the maid to help her dress. "When we finish our ablutions; I will ring for breakfast."
~X~
"Do slow down, Mr. Collins. You have not been called to a parishioner's bedside. There is time for a leisurely repast with your new wife." Mary counseled her husband quietly as they ate breakfast at ten o'clock. She had to set an example for the man. "I must say, you look very well this morning."
"Thank you," William preened. "The valet was quite helpful. Did you complete the list of clothes for me to order from the tailor?"
"I reviewed your clothes and wrote a list of what you should order to be shipped to you in Hunsford. Your clerical blacks are a bit threadbare. I don't know when you had new clothes, but the time has come for you to dress better for your patroness, for your position and for your new wife. You need two sets of clerical clothes for each season: top coat, waistcoat, trousers, shirts, house shoes, walking boots. You need a great coat, hat and gloves for spring/summer and one for fall/winter," Mary softened her voice. "I will examine your clerical robes when we arrive at Hunsford Parsonage."
William nodded.
"You need two sets of gentlemen's clothes for spring/summer and fall/winter: great coat, top coat, waistcoat, trousers, shirts, house shoes, dancing pumps, and walking boots. You need a hat and gloves for spring/summer and fall/winter. You also need a set of clothes for hunting, fishing, and riding." Mary passed him a list of the clothes. "Your gentlemen's clothes should be in browns and greens, as well as your sport clothes."
"While I am at the tailor with Mr. Gardiner, what will you do?" William asked.
"I am shopping with Mrs. Gardiner. You needn't worry about me dressing above my station in Hunsford. The quality of my clothes will not embarrass you. Aunt invited us for a cold collation at one at their home. You and I may tour bookstores this afternoon. I thought we could take a walk in Hyde Park during Presentation Hour. Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner invited us for dinner at eight."
"Sounds quite pleasant," William acknowledged.
"All of our purchases will be crated. The crates and trunks will be loaded on the Gardiners' dray wagon which will follow our carriage to Hunsford Parsonage on Saturday." Mary explained.
"I should like to walk in Hyde Park, unless the overcast day turns to rain. If we see rain, I suggest a carriage ride. I would like to view the de Bourgh House, the Darcy House, and the Matlock House. Lady Catherine opines the prospects are exceptional and not to be missed." William slowly sipped his hot chocolate. "This hot chocolate is delicious."
"If you prefer coffee, we should purchase supplies to take to Hunsford with us. My task is to keep a comfortable home for you, William, and to be your helpmate at Hunsford." Mary noted a look of unease on William's face. "William, how am I to provide for you if I have no understanding of what you like?"
"Mrs. Manning makes an excellent apple tart. I usually ate some for breakfast with hot coffee." William paused. "I like cinnamon, not cloves, in my mulled cider. I like all kinds of stews, soups and ragouts except mutton."
"Very well," Mary began a list in her head. "Are there other foods which you like?"
"Venison medallions with brown sauce. I think a home smells ever so good with roast chicken and apple cake or apple pie. However, I am anxious to taste your honey biscuits again when you have time to make some for me." He reached for her hand and rubbed his thumb across her wedding ring. "Did I tell you this was my grandmother's ring?"
"I think my ring is very pretty." Mary admired the gold wedding band which felt a little odd on her hand. However, she expected she would become accustomed to its size and weight. The wide gold wedding band had etched flowers and leaves over the entire surface.
"I felt you would like your ring when Mrs. Gardiner mentioned how much you like gardening and working in your stillroom." William squeezed Mary's hand and applied himself to breakfast. "My aunts taught me how to grow roses. My paternal Grandmother Collins died when I was young. I don't remember her very well, but my Grandfather William Collins taught me how to swim in the large pond by their home. He had ponies to ride and puppies for play."
"My Grandmother Bennet died before I could remember her. My Grandmother Gardiner could make lace and taught her daughters." Mary smiled. "I always wished I had learned to make lace. However, when I think on it, I do not know when I would find time. My stillroom and gardens kept me quite busy. What do you like to do in your spare time, William?"
"Read, mostly. Between lessons and working in the warehouse with Father, I had little time for recreation. Sundays, we would visit family. I played with cousins. Mother taught me to play chess, and I learned to play cribbage." William explained.
"Lizzy taught me to play chess. Jane taught me to play cribbage. If you don't have a chess board or a cribbage board or decks of cards, we should purchase those when we go out today." Mary suggested.
"Do you mind if I tell you about Hunsford Rectory?" William asked, and began his explanations when Mary encouraged him.
"Andrew Stevenson is the curate for Hunsford Rectory. He rings the bells for the service, maintains the stained-glass windows and other relics, and prepares for the communion services. Those services are usually Easter and Christmas. He conducts the Evensong services, which are mostly attended by servants from Rosings and Hunsford. He maintains the inventory for the rectory – candles, firewood, wine, hymn and prayer books, etc. He is an older man, widower, no children. He rents a cottage from one of the villagers. He runs a school for boys and young men in the village."
"Anthony Tucker is the sexton for Hunsford Rectory. He is an older man, married, no children living at home. His three sons work on the grounds, gardens and orchards at Rosings Park. They live with other farm workers. Since Tucker is older, he cannot dig the graves by himself, so the three sons help. He opens the rectory and starts the fires for the services. He lights candles for the services. He maintains the grounds and cemetery at Hunsford Rectory. Mrs. Tucker maintains the cleanliness of the rectory."
Mary listened carefully to the descriptions of the staff at Hunsford Rectory. A letter she received from Mrs. Manning indicated she hired a new scullery maid, Rose. William asked about Longbourn, and Mary told him.
"Longbourn has three floors and a cellar where the pantries, kitchens and storage areas reside along with my old stillroom. The first floor has seven rooms – east drawing room, west drawing room, Papa's study, morning room, dining room, music room and conservatory. There are eight bedrooms on the second floor. The master and mistress rooms have a shared door for access, small dressing rooms and small sitting areas in each room. The third floor has two sets of attic storage and six rooms for servants." Mary explained a layout of Longbourn to William.
"What changes will you make when you became mistress to Longbourn?" William asked.
"I would move the pianoforte from the music room to the east drawing room. I would change the music room into a classroom while the children are young. I would move the kitchen staff to the available sleeping room in the cellar so the nursery maid has an attic room." Mary told him about the main farm at Longbourn, and the four tenant farms which were beholden to Longbourn. She told him about the brewery, distillery and dairy. She did not share her recommendation to move the Longbourn account to the five percents, nor her suggestions to increase the living at Longbourn. She certainly did not reveal the new information Papa revealed about the entail.
~X~
Miss Bingley presented herself at the Bingley House. She asked for any correspondence which had arrived. Mr. Cordell, the butler, gave her a letter for Charles, and for herself. Cordell received a letter from Mr. Bingley on Saturday, ordering staff to keep the house closed until further notice. He did not explain the maids crated personal possessions for the Hursts and Miss Bingley. They would be delivered to Hurst House before dusk on Friday. He did not explain Mr. Bingley's solicitor sent a team of workers to the Bingley House to catalogue all the rooms. He suggested Miss Bingley call at the Matlock House to deliver her brother's letter.
Caroline ripped into Charles' letter while returning to the Hurst House.
"What!" Louisa queried Caroline when she fluttered the letter at Louisa.
"Mr. and Mrs. Edward Gardiner of Cheapside, extend an invitation for Mr. Bingley to come to tea on Friday to meet Mr. William Collins, the new husband of Mary Bennet Collins. Mrs. Collins apologized for not attending the Netherfield Ball, because she and Mr. Collins came to London to prepare for their wedding. Mr. Gardiner is pleased to renew his business connections with our brother!" Caroline shrieked. 'The absolute temerity of those people trying to drag Charles back into trade!'
Louisa snatched the letter from Caroline and threw it in the fireplace. "What is the other one?"
"A missive from one of my friends," Caroline explained.
"I received a letter today from Charles. On invitation from Colonel Fitzwilliam, Charles is staying at the Matlock House until further notice. There are letters for Mr. Hurst, you and me from the family solicitor." Louisa sighed.
"What am I to do about the Season, Louisa?" Caroline wailed. "I've already missed so much of Little Season by being housebound in Hertfordshire! I need to be here. I must keep Jane Bennet from Charles, Eliza Bennet from Darcy, and keep me from Scarborough. I'm exhausted."
"I don't know how long we are here, but I will strive to keep you in London for the Season." Louisa offered. "We're at the mercy of Mr. Hurst's father and older brother. If they decide to put us out of the Hurst House, we will visit Aunt Cordelia in Scarborough, unless we can find a house to rent."
"Charles combined my legacy with my dowry and invested the total in the five percents, providing me a larger per annum living. Our family solicitors will pay my debts and then give me a quarterly living. Charles paid the wretched valet and my outstanding accounts. Charles sent letters to all my accounts, announcing he would not be responsible for paying future invoices! My nuisance of a maid gave notice. Charles gave her an excellent character and paid wages through Christmas. He submitted the invoice to the solicitors who will reimburse him from my quarterly funds! Now I have no maid, and must hire one, whom I'm responsible for paying!" Caroline wailed again, waving her letter at Louisa.
"My letter from the solicitor says the same thing. Charles is no longer responsible for my personal debts. He will no longer guarantee the wages for my personal maid. She submitted her notice an hour ago, demanding Mr. Hurst provide a character and her quarterly wages. I only have the four percents from my marriage settlement of £20,000. Hurst added my £10,000 legacy to his portion. While his funds are invested in the five percents, I have no say over anything except the household funds." Louisa sighed. "There are three maids we can use at the Hurst House until we can hire personal maids. We may not be able to hire until Lady Day since most servants available for Little Season were hired at Michaelmas. So how do we send Charles' regrets to Gracechurch Street?"
"We'll write a letter. Have Mr. Hurst's valet copy it. Pay him a pound for the task to keep his mouth shut." Caroline advised. "Make sure he adds a blot or two, otherwise no one will believe Charles wrote the letter."
"Do you think Mary Bennet made a good match?" Louisa asked. "For if she did…we shan't worry about Mrs. Bennet trying to ensnare Charles into an imprudent match."
"A love match?" Caroline almost snorted. "Mary Bennet is a bluestocking. Our Netherfield Park servants reported the cousin who inherits Longbourn visited Mr. Bennet the day of the ball. He lives in the Hunsford Parsonage near Rosings Park. I detect Mrs. Bennet's hand in that situation. Now, she will never have to leave Longbourn. Too bad Mr. Collins settled for Mary. Half our problems would have been solved if he married one of her older sisters. Our future problem is keeping Mary Bennet Collins from inviting Eliza Bennet to visit, because relatives of Mr. Darcy's live at Rosings Park in Kent."
"What will you do?" Louisa wrote the refusal letter for the valet to copy and searched her reticule for a pound coin.
"I called at the Darcy House today. The butler rudely informed me the knocker was down. He and the staff have orders not to allow us entry to the Darcy House. The gossips claim Miss Darcy resides at Matlock House with Mrs. Annesley. We must secure an invitation to Pemberley for Christmas from Miss Darcy before Mr. Darcy orders her not to entertain us. I must see what the ton is wearing so I can determine my wardrobe for the Season. I want to hire a French maid at the Servants' Fair in February. I've wanted a French maid for several Seasons now." Caroline sighed.
"A French maid is a necessity for the Season, Caroline. A French maid, a French chef and a first circle modiste will raise us socially. We must make calls, plan dinners and invite friends. We cannot languish here, waiting for invitations. We must act before the ton knows Charles and Mr. Darcy, by proxy, have cast us off." Louisa advised. "We must scour the papers to see who is in town and make as many calls as possible within the next week."