"She is the most infuriating, insufferable woman of my acquaintance! For her to even imply that I would discuss her families private affairs with another is grossly insulting." He kicked a pebble further along the path in frustration. "Colville I swear I am done with her, I cannot, I will not! I do not enjoy feeling out of control within myself, yet that is exactly the power Miss Bingley holds over me."
Colville walked beside his friend silently, allowing him to vent his frustration. Poor sod he thought with feeling. It was bad enough to lose one's head to a woman; but if the woman in question was Caroline Bingley, one had to question the gentleman's sanity.
"If you could have but seen her the evening before," Cedric continued with feeling. "I thought we had practically reached an understanding. I told her I would protect her, yet here she is ready for pistols at dawn. And I am all that is horrid? It will not do. Would Miss de Bourgh ever think so lowly of your character? I should think not."
Colville laughed, he had never seen his friend so exasperated. "Cedric do not believe for a moment that my darling Anne is all sweetness. She is after all the daughter of Lady Catherine. No, if I displease her I am sure to know of it. I grant you her temper is not so volatile as that of the woman in question. I have always considered Miss Bingley to be a rather calculating, ruthless..."
"She has good reason to be," interjected Montague sternly, leaping to Caroline's defence. "If you knew of her hardships you too would be a complex creature."
"Oh so she is merely complex?" Colville asked quirking his eyebrow in amusement. "Then I shall hold my tongue. I have my own reasons for thinking ill of the girl. Even you can not recommend herself to me entirely. Ambition is not a charming quality in a woman."
"Oh, but if she were male such a character trait would not even be questioned! What am I if not ambitious? If placed under scrutiny I too could be seen as nothing but the same. So wide a net you do cast my Lordship. "
"Now steady on Cedric, do not take such a tone with me. I meant no offense. You can not deny her behaviour at times is nothing short of tenacious. It was not so long ago the girl had set her cap in my direction. If I am not mistaken you too were often disparaging in your observations of her conduct and over familiarity when present in our company. I am certain she cared for me not, my title alone being the attraction. Her behaviour towards Anne I shall never forgive. Do not attack me when I am merely stating a fact. Miss Bingley is no different to the dozens of ruthless young women of the ton desperate to make an advantageous marriage."
"My past remarks were made purely based on rash observation and a high-level acquaintance," he shook his head dismissively. "Do you have any idea of the pressure the girl is under? You simply think she wishes for nothing more than social stature; you have no idea Colville. You judge her too harshly."
"Then enlighten me," remarked Colville pausing abruptly mid stride, his patience growing thin. "What is it I do not know? Prey tell me what is it about the girl that has you so hell bent on being her protector?"
Montague faced his friend, running his hand over his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I cannot and will not disclose information privy to my person. What was discussed was spoken in confidence. Regardless of my growing feelings towards the sister, I have pledged my legal services to the brother. She allowed me access to the most hidden aspects of her soul, I would never break her trust. That is why such accusations have riled my temper so. You know me to be a man of honour."
"And where does the cousin fit into all of this?" Colville asked. "I may not know the particulars but a man would need to be a simpleton indeed not to pick up upon the tension between the relations. I have even noticed Darcy to be quite on edge in Alfred Bingley's presence."
"The cousin is simply a problem I intend to thoroughly eradicate. One sadly can not pick ones family, he is a bad egg. As ever, Darcy's concern displays superiority of mind. I believe you and Darcy to be quite similar in both mind and constitution."
"I believe you might be correct. His presence is a most welcomed addition to my social circle. I must admit he was not known to me before our paths crossed, nor the Bingley's for that matter."
"Darcy is a very good friend to Bingley. He takes a great interest in the gentleman's welfare; it is of no surprise that this interest extends to the well-being of his family. Indeed it was at his request that I offered my legal council. I am well acquainted with the Earl of Matlock, Darcy's uncle, and his cousins also. But of course you will know them well, what with Miss de Bourgh being another cousin amongst that family. I must admit I rather like the infamous Viscount of Scarsdale, intriguing fellow, regardless of those troubling rumours. Of course, the younger son you must know, for he has been staying at Darcy House. Colonel Fitzwilliam is such an agreeable fellow."
Colville felt his jaw tighten at the name of the gentleman, but refrained from comment. There were some matters that should never be discussed.
"Speaking of family, does your uncle or indeed Lady Julianna know of your growing interest in the Bingley girl?"
Montague looked at him candidly. "Of course not. But you can hardly lecture me upon such a matter. I dare say you did not remain unattached for nigh short of thirty seven years without going against the wishes of certain family members. If I am not mistaken your mother was exceedingly fond of Miss Abigail Forsythe not so long ago."
Colville grimaced in jest before replying with a smirk; "thankfully she is now Mrs Avery. But point well made, though his Lordship will be most displeased."
"Well, that is his prerogative. Anyway, there is no point making myself a target to their irk when nothing may come to fruition between myself and Miss Bingley. And even if it did, in all likelihood I quite possibly may strangle the girl before we even made it to our vows." He grinned at his friend, his mood returning to its usual calm and good humoured nature. "So really when one looks at it either way my future appears bleak."
I should have known that even in marriage you would look for a challenge."
"She may be a challenge, but there is much more to Miss Bingley than meets the eye. She is bright, surprising and has displayed kinder aspects of her character that sadly she keeps well hidden. It is my every intention to make her understand allowing others to know of ones kindness is not a weakness. Colville you and I have known each other a long time; all I ask of you is to extend the courtesy and trust you bestow upon me towards her. There is more to the girl. I could not have lost my head so easily otherwise."
"Then I am happy for you as ludicrous as it may seem. But what are we if not fools in love? Now, are you going to tell me why I was summoned this morning with such urgency?"
A male voice drew both gentleman's attention. Edward grinned at the sight of his valet heading towards them. Clearly the ladies desired their presence.
"It would appear it is time for us to return to the house. May I suggest that we pause this conversation until we are altogether?"
Colville scowled slightly. "I rather you just spit it out."
"I have, shall we say, a small business proposition for you. Well that is not entirely true; but in pursuing such an idea you would be helping my endeavours immensely."
"I did not previously thank you for providing myself with a suitable change of dress. I shall return it to you as soon as I am able. You mentioned it was intended for donation to the Mayweather girls?"
"Yes, there are several girls reaching such an age where they are ready to go forth and leave the school in search of work. There are several who display great promise and shall hopefully be established in respectable situations. We even have one girl who Mrs Thornton has taken quite the shine, she has offered to establish Miss Smith within her own home as companion. The intention is to set them up with a small trunk of sorts. A leaving gift to help set them up for success."
"Then I would be most obliged if you would allow myself to contribute. I am sure I can find several items and fabrics I could easily part with. Also, Madam Della Rue and myself are on exceedingly good terms; perhaps I can suggest, if she is in need of another pair of hands, that she come looking for one of your girls. They will not find a fairer mistress than Ruby I can assure you."
"Such an offer would be most welcome; I am certain Mrs Drummond-Burrell would be exceedingly delighted."
After their initial exchange they had spent a rather pleasant quarter of an hour conversing. Anne was still uncertain how much she could trust the lady, but she was not so closed minded that she was not willing to try.
"I am sorry I could not offer you something more appropriate for your poor feet. But alas I do not think any of my own slippers would have been any better."
Caroline let out a genuine bark of laughter. It was a sound Anne had never witnessed before from the girl, her every pervious expression always seemed so calculated and rehearsed.
"Yes, I believe your slippers would be far too small for the likes of me." She moved the long skirt of the dress to show a brief glimpse of the Grecian style sandal which was wrapped intricately around her leg. "I shall be fine until I reach home, thankfully if I bend my knees the skirt skims the floor."
It was Anne's turn to laugh at such a ridiculous notion. "You are quite fortunate, how often I have wished to be taller. I believe Lady Catherine to be sorely disappointed at my refusal to grow even one more inch upon reaching the age of fourteen."
"Count your blessings. It has taken me quite some time to see my height and larger frame as an advantageous asset. You become an easy target. There are not many men who enjoy being towered over by a woman; and such men are exactly whom I make it my every prerogative to stand proud alongside."
Anne laughed, handing Caroline a fresh tea cup. "That is most shocking, though I daresay I can imagine it exceedingly satisfying. People see myself as so short and insignificant, I would give no man any reason to give pause."
"Why should you care for such a thing? There is only one man worthy of your concern; and from what I have witnessed, you possess his full attention." She hesitated, about to do something entirely against her nature.
"Anne, please allow me to apologise with regards to my previous behaviour towards yourself and Lord Colville. I can give no excuse. I am a vindictive and petty woman Miss de Bourgh, character traits I must admit I allow to go unchecked. I hope to at least attempt to curb these aspects of my character in the future. Perhaps in time you will forgive me. I have no excuse for my unfair behaviour towards yourself rather than my own insecurity and jealousy. I am such a fool. I have been exceedingly unwise in placing my alliance with Colonel Fitzwilliam. In doing so I have always seen you as competition."
"Richard? I should have known he played some part in that God awful exchange. It was a cruel trick Miss Bingley. To know Richard encouraged such behaviour I find most disheartening."
Caroline winced at Anne's words. It was true, yet the blame still must sit with her.
"The fault must rest with me. It was my choice; I must be held to account. In truth it was following a conversation with Mr Montague that made me question my behaviour. Following a confrontation with the Colonel, I sought Lord Colville in order to attempt to repair what I had only attempted to destroy. I must begin to own my actions and be punished for them accordingly."
"Let us say no more on the matter. Let us make this a fresh start." Anne sat back looking across as Miss Bingley. The typically proud, austere dark-haired woman looked genuinely remorseful. "Mr Montague is a very sensible gentleman. I know Edward regards him very highly. To become such a respected barrister at such a young age can be seen as no small achievement. Would I be correct in assuming that you and he have grown rather close?"
Caroline nodded, still unwilling to give too much of herself away. "Mr Montague has been employed as legal council to my brother these last few months on a family matter. I have often found myself in his company. Last night, well... Shall we say a scene arose between my cousin and myself to which Mr Montague thought it best to remove my presence. Hence I find myself in this rather unorthodox situation."
Anne looked at Caroline with a curious expression. She could tell from the blush slowly creeping across the girls' cheeks that there was much more to be found out, though Anne would not press the matter further.
"Montague is a good man, Miss Bingley. You would do well to follow his advice and trust in his protection."
"Yes, I am beginning to understand just how good a man he truly is. Too good perhaps." She gave Anne a weak smile. "I have never been a good person, Miss de Bourgh; goodness is not a word one would use to describe my actions."
"Then there is no better time than the present to start."
The door to the drawing room opened signalling the return of the gentleman. Caroline focused her gaze upon the tea cup in her lap, not quite brave enough to meet the eye of Cedric. She felt both embarrassed and ashamed of her earlier outburst. Lord how she hoped he did not hate her. But how could he not after she offended him so in the company of his friends?
Colville took his place next to Anne, giving her hand an affectionate squeeze. She smiled back at him reassuringly, he should have known she would be more than capable of dealing with a stroppy Caroline Bingley. He looked to the girl. Her head hung low, a sight which surprisingly grated on his conscious. Regardless of his opinion of Caroline, he did not take enjoyment upon seeing her so out of character. Edward stood across the room, his countenance difficult to interpret, a distinct tension once again radiating from his person. Colville looked to Anne, his face expressing his concern.
"Edward, it would appear I have left my shawl in the carriage, would you please help me retrieve it?" She rose from her seat, casting him a poignant look. Her meaning could not be misconstrued; he nodded offering his arm to escort her from the room. She took his arm with a knowing smile, turning to place her free hand gently upon Caroline's shoulder.
'We will be but a moment."
They left the room, leaving the pair in awkward silence. Eventually Caroline lifted her gaze only to be met with the sight of Edwards back as he stood looking out from the drawing room window. He looked tense, which only added to her discomfort. She really had made an utter botch of the situation.
"Cedric please, at least look at me. How am I to express my embarrassment over my behaviour if you do not look at me?"
"I doubt you possess the ability to feel embarrassment, Miss Bingley."
"Caroline, you call me Caroline when we are simply together. Do not be so cruel as to deny me that pleasure."
Her calculated charms had little effect on him. She would need to learn that such outbursts could not simply be ignored and forgot as easily as her mood changed. He turned to face her, placing both hands behind his back. The stance at least indicated he was willing to listen.
"Oh, for heaven's sake, I am sorry, is that what you wish to hear? It was wrong of me to fly off the handle. I am but human, I make mistakes and I will continue to do so. I have a temper; of this you are more than aware. I will never be perfect."
"I am not asking you to be perfect. Lord knows I am not. But I cannot always have you thinking the worst of me. It is exhausting. I know your nature; I rather enjoy your fiery disposition; but not every discourse can be seen as a battle. Do you understand?"
She nodded, rising from her seat in order to close the distance between them. "I truly am sorry. I will try and be better in the future. What is it they say? Old habits die hard?"
He found himself grinning at her ridiculousness. "You aggravate, annoy and test my patience." He reached forward, taking her hand in his.
"Let us simply be imperfect together. All I ask is that you trust me. I will chastise you, scold you; I too can not help my nature, but I only do so for I know what you can be. For far too long your behaviour has been left unchecked. You are quite capable of ruining your own future happiness, unless taken more firmly to hand. I do not wish to change you, but I do want you to become more self aware. Channel that sharp mind into better things. If you continually think the worst of me, life will become very dull indeed."
"In truth I happen to think very highly of you." She let go of his hand and took her seat once again. "It is very rare that I feel ashamed of my behaviour, but you are someone I wish to never disappoint."
"You could never disappoint me. Drive me to drink perhaps," he jested, "but never disappoint. Now, I am going to call the others to return and we are going to discuss the plan I have devised in order to best your cousin. Do you promise to simply listen and remember it is your family whom I wish to protect? I will say nothing of what we discussed last night, is that understood? That is knowledge I shall take to my grave. I think I know what is best to be done. I would never expose you, nor once I am finished with him shall Alfred."
A few moments later found everyone once again seated within the drawing room.
"You want me to do what?" Colville exclaimed in surprise. "You wish me to go into business with Alfred Bingley?"
"I only wish for him to think you are genuine in such an offer, I would never expect you to actually invest. Miss de Bourgh is it not true you own several warehouses and a share in the West Indies trading company?"
"My, we have done our homework. Yes, it is."
"Then my point exactly! Edward what better wedding present to offer your lovely bride than the opportunity to expand her empire and fortune further north? Alfred Bingley is no more than an opportunist, to potentially go into partnership with a Viscount alongside the wealth of the de Bourgh fortune would be too tantalising a proposition for him to ignore. The promise of an affiliation with the West Indies trading company would be too tempting an opportunity to miss!
All I ask is that you approach him with the idea and ask if he would be willing to discuss the matter with you further. He is due to return home in but two days. I need him to remain in town at least until the end of the week. I intend to leave imminently for Scarbourgh to make enquires of my own. I wish for you to act as my decoy, buy me some extra time. I do not want him to know of my presence in his home town."
"So, you want me to discuss going into business with a man you have basically implied is no good?"
"Exactly! Even better if you could invite him to stay with you old boy until I return. Entice him with my mentioned carrot, keep him busy, take him to White's and get him intoxicated at King's. I need him out from under the Bingley's roof. After a few days of such debauchery, you may simply tell him you have changed your mind; which is always the prerogative of the rich and titled." He glanced at Caroline. "I just need the man entirely preoccupied. I want him kept far away from Miss Bingley until I am back in London."
"I do not need your protection." Caroline huffed. "I can easily avoid him if he can be removed from our home. Nor do I think you should go to Scarbourgh alone. At least take Charles with you."
"That I cannot, I do not wish to raise any suspicion. I will be much more efficient on my own, I have my own men to help me with my intended task. Indeed I already sent letters to those individuals at first light."
"And what of my part?" Anne asked. "What is my role to be in this little deception?"
"Oh, my dear Miss de Bourgh, you have the most pivotal role of it all. For you are the woman whom he needs to impress; for you are the one in possession of all your late father's assets."
"I shall channel my mother in every attempt to be as formidable as possible. But what exactly is it you have planned Mr Montague, that you must leave immediately for Yorkshire?"
"Ah, now that would be telling. Needless to say, I have some discreet enquires to make which I believe shall soon remove the distasteful gentleman from whence he came. One final favour I must ask of you is to return Miss Bingley to her brother under the guise that she has spent the evening previous with you. Colville, if you were to escort the ladies, perhaps you could plant the seed and offer the invitation?"
Anne glanced at Caroline, waiting for some hint of resistance, though she said not a word. The gentleman in question must be vile indeed for Montague to wish him separated from Miss Bingley. Anne shuddered at the thought. She knew exactly what sort of man Alfred Bingley must be.
"Do not fret, if I am to play my part I may as well begin in earnest. I shall say I went over on my ankle while dancing the Boulanger. Miss Bingley was all kindness by escorting me home. I then kept her captive for the entire evening for my own amusement. For woman love nothing more following a ball than the opportunity to gossip."
"I must confess," Colville remarked with a smirk; "I find it rather alarming how quickly you made up such a scenario."
Anne stood from her seat, walking forward with a hint of trepidation, favouring one foot over the other; bringing to life her fancied injury. She grinned back at her fiancé. "I think you greatly underestimate my talents. Well I had better be convincing! If Miss Bingley would gather her things, I believe we should be leaving. I have a luncheon to attend with mother to which I cannot be late."
A few moments later Miss Brown appeared with Caroline's masquerade gown and accessories wrapped in a brown paper parcel. Montague walked the party to the foyer, as hats and shawls were once again adored, ready for departure. There was so much Caroline wanted to discuss with Cedric, but it was impossible to do so in the company of others.
"When will you leave for Yorkshire?" Caroline asked softly, placing her hand gently upon his forearm in an attempt to draw his attention to her only.
He looked at her, bringing his own hand on top of hers, grasping her fingers reassuringly within his own. "As soon as I am able. I have a few letters I must write; instruct Martin's to pack for my travels, and I shall need to secure a coach for I do not keep one of my own and have no interest in traveling by post."
"If you will permit it, allow me to send one of our carriages for your use. We have several, no one would even know it were missing. Once I am home I shall have Simon arrange to bring it to you. I can trust that boy explicitly."
"Thank you that would be most agreeable."
As they took their leave, Montague moved towards Anne and in a low voice whispered;
"Miss de Bourgh, I must trespass on your kindness once again. If for some reason Alfred Bingley decides he wishes to remain under his cousins roof; I would be exceedingly grateful if you would to be so kind as to invite Caroline to Grosvenor Square to stay under your protection. Under what pretence I know not what, but I can not with sound mind leave her in the company of that man."
"Do not worry Mr Montague, we shall keep your lady safe until your return." Anne smiled at him teasingly, watching his eyes widen at her words. "I daresay the two of you will make a most excellent match."
Caroline watched the exchange silently, to preoccupied to pay attention. Her mind quietly calculating as it processed and planned. She smiled sweetly at Cedric as he handed her into the awaiting de Bourgh barouche, taking the seat next to Anne who patted the back of her hand reassuringly.
Caroline kept her gaze fixed firmly on Cedric's departing figure as the carriage began to pull away. If he thought he could just leave her under the care of others while he went gallivanting off to Scarbourgh on his own, he had another thing coming.