Ch 21 – Conversations and Miss Bingley
The weather for their picnic proved to be ideal. The children were delighted to run and play with Georgiana, and their guardians were equally pleased with the day. Jane sat in a feminine position upon the picnic blanket with her dress covering her feet and smiled happily with Mr. Bingley who voiced all of his thoughts as they came to him, stimulating the conversation.
"Do you suppose," Mr. Bingley started hesitantly, "that Netherfield is the right estate for us to devote ourselves to?"
Jane was surprised that he had diverted so far from light topics to one that might require deep thought and contemplation. "I will not pretend to be sensible about sound investments nor what the future has in store for us. There is much to consider for me to answer a question such as that. I imagine that time will tell us where we are meant to be. Why do you ask?"
Mr. Bingley shrugged, "I don't know. I like the land and the society in Meryton is pleasant. Only…" He glanced at Darcy and Elizabeth, who were seated on a bench a little distance away unaware of the world outside their conversation. "I have seen Darcy at Pemberley. He is at ease and at home there, takes pride in the land. I would like us to feel that way. And I am a little worried that your family will call at all hours of the day."
Jane laughed lightly at his last hurried comment, before responding, "I suggest that we revisit this conversation after we are married. We ought to live at Netherfield a little while. After all, you already have a lease and it is a fine home."
He nodded and smiled before changing the subject to an easier, less troublesome topic. Jane's soft laughter and Bingley's joyous chuckles were drowned out by the loud voices of the children as they fought over Bingley's handkerchief or chased one another. The youngest Gardiner, four year old Benjamin, shrieked as Georgiana twirled him in her arms after he pleaded for her to lift him in the air since he could not keep up with his older siblings.
The squeal of the young boy caught the attention of Elizabeth, who smiled, and Darcy, who tilted his head in wonder at the sight of his sister's interactions with the young Gardiners. Elizabeth noticed his expression and said, "Georgiana is very good with the children. She shall make her nieces and nephews very happy indeed."
The innocently made comment gained Darcy's full attention, so that he turned in his seat toward Elizabeth. They had not discussed children previously, though the thought had entered their minds. In actuality, Elizabeth had thought of it many times. When Darcy spoke of his fond childhood memories in the park at Pemberley, she had wondered at the antics of their children as they would grow up, fostered by loving parents and propitious circumstances.
It was assumed by society that children were a result of marriage, a duty for a wife to satisfy. Our characters, however, possessed a different opinion: children were the blessings of a holy union. Both Darcy and Elizabeth privately hoped that their love would nurture many blessings.
Darcy smiled, his dimple making an appearance for her, "That is a pleasurable thought. I would dearly love to have sons with your spirit and daughters with your eyes." He took her hand in his and lifted it to his face, then kissed her palm before lowering their joined hands to his thigh. He looked thoughtful for a moment visualizing them both on the veranda at Pemberley looking on while their children gave chase to their Aunt on the lawn. He soon let out a sigh. The thought of Georgiana fulfilling the role of Aunt to his children brought on unpleasant sentiments regarding his own Aunt.
With his free hand, he reached inside his coat and withdrew Anne's letter. "I dislike changing the subject, when the last was so much more pleasing. Nonetheless, it must be done. When I arrived home last night, this letter was given to me. It is from Anne." He gestured to the folded parchment and offered it to her, letting go of her hand.
Before reading the letter, her eyes searched his for a clue as to its contents. "From Anne De Bourgh?" He gave a nod and told her that she should read it, for he valued her opinion.
Elizabeth unfolded the letter and began to read. Half way through she looked up alarmed, "Would she do such a thing?" He lifted his brows and pursed his lips before requesting that she continue. Hesitantly, she bent her head again to finish quickly.
Her countenance held a wistful expression when she looked up to meet Darcy's eyes. "I did not realize that Miss De Bourgh liked me, nor felt so profoundly. It would be kind to offer her an escape from Lady Catherine."
The conversation did not sadden him as it should have. He felt sympathetic toward her plight and therefore, contemplated ways to assist his cousin. The previous night and that morning he had spent the time brooding over his Aunt's deeds and attitude, acting to save his reputation and Elizabeth's love. That done with, his concern was now for Anne. "Anne has never been a very vocal person. We were never close, though she never voiced objections to a marriage between us."
"She must have considered it a means of escape." He nodded and took her hand again in his. "I would be pleased to be her friend. Perhaps I should write to her?"
Darcy smiled, "I believe Anne would find comfort in your words. Georgiana has already agreed that Anne ought to visit with her." After a brief pause, he continued, "You are all that is benevolent and good. I hope you realize how fortunate I consider myself to be."
Elizabeth did not know how to respond to such praise. Instead she squeezed his hand to convey the depth of her emotion and voiced another question. "What of your Aunt?"
"I do not want you to worry over her. I have seen to it and will meet with my Uncle Matlock if necessary." His cryptic reply did not settle her nervousness on the subject; however she realized that he would discuss the matter with her further if the need did arise. "Are you hungry?"
Without awaiting her answer he stood and brought her with him towards the picnic blankets. Darcy smiled at his friend, claimed a spot on the ground, and asked, "Shall we begin our picnic?"
Jane and Elizabeth began the task of removing an array of foods from the baskets. Biscuits and jam, cheese and fruit, meat pies and chocolate. The spread attracted the attention of the children who came to inspect the choices and made requests for their plates, which Elizabeth and Jane filled.
Georgiana complimented the fare and said, "What a fine day! I do believe that I have worked up an appetite." The Gardiners agreed and proceeded to eat until they knew themselves to be finished.
The lovers enjoyed the meal and the companionship of friends. They continued to sit and chat once the children had asked to be excused to run about more.
Jane smiled brilliantly as the children ran off. "Did you ever imagine that we would all be here when we first met at the Meryton assembly? Planning a wedding and feeling so much happiness?" She looked at Bingley, Darcy and Elizabeth, directing her question to each one of them.
Elizabeth laughed, "No, my dear Jane. I did not think it possible at that assembly that anyone besides you and your Mr. Bingley would be so happy." Jane considered the slight blush of embarrassment on Bingley's cheeks endearing. "However," Elizabeth continued as her eyes danced meeting Darcy's in silent communication, "I have been known to be wrong. Though, perhaps, I am not typically so delighted, nor fortunate, to be mistaken."
Believing Elizabeth's statement to be true, they all laughed until the moment was shattered by a familiar voice.
"My, my, what can this be? I am disappointed that I was not invited." Miss Bingley stood by the group with her parasol over a shoulder scrutinizing the picnic setting with her head tilted. Mrs. Hurst was close behind moving quickly to catch up to her sister. It was evident to the group that Caroline must have jumped from her carriage to outdistance her sister by so much.
Mr. Bingley sat up straight with his astonishment. "Caroline, what the devil are you doing here?"
Miss Bingley scoffed, "Really, Charles, am I not allowed out now? My sister and I were enjoying the day. It is a fine day for shopping and walking, is it not?"
Elizabeth had been watching Miss Bingley's expression and was incensed by the leer she directed at Darcy. Elizabeth, without looking directly at her betrothed, reached for his hand, which was accepted in the space between them on the ground. She watched as Miss Bingley stiffened and forced a smile.
"Miss Eliza, I see that you look well—none-the-worse for wear. How are you, my dear Jane?" Caroline looked at her future sister. "Are you well? I should like to visit with you."
Jane smiled softly uncertain of Miss Bingley's motives, though she aspired to maintain a close relationship in the future. "I am very well, Miss Bingley. It is good to see you, Mrs. Hurst."
Mrs. Hurst had regained her breath and composure. Her hat was very wide, shading her eyes but not hiding her genuine smile. "Likewise, I am pleased to see you. I was very disappointed when Charles visited without his bride. If you are all not engaged for dinner one night next week, I would very much like to invite you and the Gardiners to dine with us."
Bingley exclaimed, "That is brilliant! I will find out what day works best."
"Are you so occupied that you need to consult your schedule?" Mrs. Hurst asked amused.
"Now that you mention it," He replied happily, "we have accepted a few engagements and the list seems to be growing."
Caroline eagerly probed for information. "Indeed? What are your plans?"
Bingley did not own a doubtful nature and gladly supplied the information, earning him a disapproving look from Darcy and Elizabeth. "We were planning on attending the opera and a ball on Monday next. Then we were discussing some …" He stopped, noticing his friend's expression.
Elizabeth added, "We have been occupied with wedding plans of all sorts." Her comment earned Miss Bingley's attention.
Before Miss Bingley was able to rejoin, Georgiana joined the group. Georgiana did not recognize the newcomers from behind, so was rather shocked when she realized their identities. What brought them to this park? She was not fond of Miss Bingley's fake friendliness and high praises. "Miss Bingley and Mrs. Hurst, how good it is to see you."
Miss Bingley moved to touch Georgiana and gushed, "My dear Georgiana, how I have longed to see you! I did not realize you were in town or I would have called at Darcy House." She glanced at Darcy to gauge his reaction, which appeared to be passive. "Have you been in town long?"
Georgiana replied, "Not long."
"Then you must promise to visit the shops with me! I am sure…"
Georgiana had no desire to listen and understood Elizabeth's apologetic expression. "Forgive me for interrupting, Miss Bingley, but I am certain to be engaged during the duration of this trip with my future sister. I wish to assist with wedding preparations as much as possible. I am sure you understand. How came you to Lincoln's Inn Fields?"
"Oh. Of course. I see." Miss Bingley seemed at a loss for words, she was accustomed to dominating conversations with Miss Darcy. "I understood from the Gardiner's housekeeper that my brother was here with my future sister. Imagine, Georgie, soon we shall be connected by family. Is that not a happy thought?"
Georgiana had such a kind heart, that she never thought to consider anyone's smile as nauseating, but that is what she thought when looking on Miss Bingley. Georgiana recognized that Miss Bingley used her exact words to show that they shared a similarity in situation. Although she hid her feelings from Miss Bingley, she shared a look with Elizabeth who understood that she was not pleased to share anything circumstantial with the woman, especially the familiar use of her pet name.
"Indeed, you are right, Caro." She said pointedly. The shortening of her name was surprising to Miss Bingley who was at a loss for words in her confusion.
Darcy's eyes grew large in astonishment to hear his sister taunt Miss Bingley so. He whispered to Elizabeth, "I have never seen her act this way. She seems very confident."
Elizabeth laughed and quietly said, "Fitzwilliam, I do believe your little sister is not as small as you remember." He frowned causing her to laugh more.
The conversation between her sister and Georgiana gave Mrs. Hurst an opportunity to move closer to Jane and her brother. She eased herself onto the quilt and talked quietly with Jane, who had not had an occasion previously to converse with Louisa without Caroline's constant interruptions. Jane was pleased to know her better and decided that Louisa would be a good friend.
"Mr. Darcy, you can spare Georgiana for an afternoon, can you not? Surely there is not so much that she can assist with." Miss Bingley batted her eyelashes, making Darcy wonder if there was something caught in her eye.
He answered, "I do not presume to know what keeps Georgiana occupied. If she claims that she cannot be spared from wedding planning with the ladies, then I trust her judgment. I am sorry to disappoint you; however, I am certain that there will be other opportunities forthcoming for you to share her company."
As much as Miss Bingley intended to argue her point and put herself in Mr. Darcy's path, she could not. The realization hit her like a bolt of lightning that he should want to be with her, if he did not, then he was not whom she was meant to marry. For the first time, Miss Bingley was frightened.
After ten minutes more, Louisa decided it was time to go and stood. "Caroline, it is time for us to be going. It was very nice to see you all again. Do not forget about dinner. Let me know soon, Charles." She took her sister's arm and pulled Miss Bingley away.
The group agreed to stay a little while longer before climbing back into their respective carriages. The Gardiner boys wanted to stay by Georgiana so Ellen and Sally agreed to ride back with Bingley and Jane. The boys sat in high spirits requesting to picnic every day, but soon began stifling yawns and fighting the pull of slumber, as the occupants of the carriage could plainly discern.
Once the group was back at the Gardiner's townhouse, the young Gardiners were ushered to the nursery for a story while the ladies excused themselves to change for dinner.
When Jane was dressed, she went to the nursery to make good on a promise to the girls, leaving Georgiana with Elizabeth. Georgiana had been hoping to have time with her future sister at some point in the day, and chose to take advantage of the opportunity.
Before falling into a restful slumber the night before, Georgiana had considered the relationship between her brother and Elizabeth and could not stop herself from hoping that one day she would be valued by a gentleman. She knew that it might be better to wait to have the conversation she sought, but was too impatient. The love scene she had witnessed in the carriage the night before (while pretending to sleep to give her brother some alone-time with his betrothed), had settled the subject in her mind.
"Lizzy, I have a question for you and I do hope you will not think ill of me for asking." Georgiana said looking nervous.
Elizabeth had been attempting to tame her erratic curls and smiled fondly at Georgiana turning from the mirror. "Georgie, I am much too fond of you to feel anything contrary. What is it? I am all curiosity." She took Georgiana's hand and led her to a seat, offering her undivided attention.
"I was only thinking of when I am presented during a season and am able to be out in society. I should very much like to find a gentleman to love who needs me. Pray tell me, what is it like?"
Elizabeth sighed, "Georgiana, you are yet young. There is no need to rush. In fact, I insist you stay at Pemberley with your brother and me for a while longer, for I would miss you dreadfully. That being said, I am certain that you will find the one you need in the world when the time is right."
"I do not doubt that. I just want to be certain that, when some gentleman shows his regard, that it is genuine. How did you know?" Georgiana could not help feeling vulnerable and uneasy about the business of courting after her experience with Mr. Wickham. He said some very pretty words and had seemed so very much in love with her. She now understood that she had loved the idea of being in love but had no way of knowing how to discern the real emotion.
Elizabeth understood and squeezed her hand affectionately. "It is a long story, Georgiana, and one that I am not certain that Fitzwilliam would like told in its entirety. I will say that he knew before I did that he loved me, and that we were meant to be together." She laughed and said in a lighter tone, "I am afraid that he made a very poor impression when we first met. I had to overcome my emotions to understand his character, and learn to respect him. It was when I made your acquaintance and observed his gentlemanly behavior at Pemberley that I realized how much I truly misjudged him and began to feel affection for him."
Georgiana returned Elizabeth's smile. "I am so glad you did! You have already made him so happy. But… what it is like, Lizzy? Love, I mean."
Elizabeth took a deep breath and looked away, attempting to summon the right words. "Love is like nothing I have ever experienced. It is consuming. I can hardly think of much else other than being with your brother. Talking. Touching. I miss him when we are not together. I consider his opinions before my own. I want to confide all of my thoughts, feelings and secrets to him—and understand his in return." She turned back to Georgiana. "I hardly know what else to say of what it is like. It feels wonderful and yet, at the same time, frightens me to be so much dependent on another."
Georgiana nodded grateful to have a clue to what 'love' meant. As far as Georgiana was concerned, the romance between Fitzwilliam and Elizabeth was a perfect fairytale—and she anticipated observing them together for answers to her other questions regarding relationships.
AN: Hope you enjoyed and Thank you SO MUCH for reading AND reviewing! I am rather impressed with myself for finishing this chapter so quickly (and I believe it is the longest). Thank you Guests for the typo list from chapter 20 – I will look those over tomorrow.
What do you think Miss Bingley will do now that she has given up hope of Mr. Darcy? I am sure it is too much to hope that she goes away.
Tomorrow Lady Matlock is scheduled to call on Mrs. Gardiner, Jane and Elizabeth. What do you think she has planned for the brides?
