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October 1816

Within a few days of arriving at Pemberley, Darcy visited Mr. Carter's farm. Mr. Carter was not surprised by Darcy's visit since he was a good master and had the habit of visiting his tenants.

At first, they talked about the productivity of the farm and Darcy tried to steer the conversation towards Mr. Carter's daughters as his sister was about to get married...

"…since Miss Carter is getting married in only two months, have you thought about getting married again so that your daughters have a mother?"

Mr. Carter was surprised by the question, but honestly replied, "I have been thinking about it seriously recently." He took a deep breath, "But so far I have not had time," He sighed, "but I have to do it for my daughters."

Darcy nodded, "I understand you; a few days ago, I met Mrs. Smith in London by chance, you probably remember her as Miss Alton, and she is in a similar situation to you."

Mr. Carter looked at him with curiosity and suspiciously, "I remember Miss Alton, there was a scandal when she eloped with Captain Smith. I do not understand what her situation has to do with mine."

Darcy took a deep breath, but inadvertently avoided meeting his eyes, "Her husband died at Waterloo and she has a two-year-old daughter. I spoke with her for a few minutes and I deduced she wants to get married again so her daughter grows up with a father."

Mr. Carter was no fool, and he found Mr. Darcy's comment very strange. He knew of powerful men like Mr. Darcy who impregnated women of lower social standing than themselves and often helped them marry men like him. In fact, Mr. Darcy's father had done that years ago with Mrs. Wickham… "Mr. Darcy, I am sorry about the death of Mrs. Smith´s husband, but I would prefer my wife to be a woman of high morals. Mrs. Smith eloped with a soldier, for years there were rumors that she never married him, and she is not a good example for my daughters."

Darcy nodded, but still insisted, "I had not thought of it that way. I thought that since she had a good education, she could teach your daughters to read, write, and play the piano."

Mr. Carter nodded, it was true that the women he knew barely knew how to read and write, and none of them could play the piano. His sister was an exception, but his farm was larger and his family smaller than most of the tenants. "You are right, but I prefer my wife to be a woman of impeccable morals than to know how to play the piano..."

After the conversation with Mr. Carter, Darcy returned home thoughtfully. It was ironic that a farmer cared so much more about the character and morals of a potential wife than most London gentlemen, including him.

With shame, he remembered that when he decided to marry Lady Maria, what he valued most about her was her connections with the nobility, and he thought she had a large dowry. He did not think about her character or her morals at all... and the irony was the only woman he ever loved rejected him outright for his character deficiencies...

With shame he also thought of his daughter, Anne Darcy; Except for paying a wet nurse and giving her his name, he hardly ever saw her in the nursery. The girl was innocent and he was not a good father.

On the other hand, although Margareth's situation was sad, she was clear in telling him that she would rather be his mistress than the respectability of marriage. A woman of higher morals would have chosen marriage.

However, he wanted Mr. Carter to marry her, even though she had dubious morals. He never thought about Mr. Carter's daughters..., he just thought he was solving Margareth's problem and he was not going to have a guilty conscience.

Until then, he considered himself a man of impeccable morality and even superior to others. He was not a libertine, far from it. He had rarely been to a gentlemen's establishment, he had never taken advantage of a servant or a lady and he had never had a mistress... but was that enough to be a man of impeccable morals?

He had been a proud and selfish man all his life... and the sad thing was that Elizabeth Bennet was right when she told him that one of his faults was his selfish disdain of the feelings of others...