Darcy and Elizabeth hurried to Longbourn when they saw Lady Catherine's carriage.
It was unexpectedly calm when they warily entered the hallway.
Then suddenly, squeals and giggles erupted.
"Mr Collins… really... said… that?"
"Yes… and he –--"
"Oh, there you are! Did you have a pleasant walk?"
"Fitzwilliam, you never told me your betrothed has such charming relations. I must host them at Rosings soon."
They listened to them chatter in stunned silence.
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"What just happened?"
"We were both mistaken."
"Can I still claim my prize?"
"Race me to the top of that tree and you can get your kiss."