A Wife for Mr. Darcy

courtship. I am sure she will be relieved, and you must be strong enough for both of you and stand up to her father.”
    “I have already decided to do just that. I must have been temporarily insane to think Antony could be of any use to me, and besides, this is something I must do myself.”
    “When did you have this epiphany? You said nothing while we were in route to Pemberley.”
    “When I saw Elizabeth. All the things that had been running through my mind helter-skelter came into alignment. This whole marriage business is not about Letitia. It is about Sir John and me. It is not for my personal qualities or rank that he wants me to marry his daughter, although I am sure my name and fortune were part of the equation. He is determined to have me renounce the heresy of my politics. He wants to be able to crow that Sir John Montford was able to show an ardent Whig supporter the error of his ways. Poor Letitia. She has been a pawn in a rather unpleasant game of chess. Torn between father and husband, she would have been perfectly miserable.
    “Richard, what is today? Monday? Well, the Gardiners and Elizabeth are leaving on Wednesday, and I shall be right behind them on the road to London. I am going to call on Miss Montford, and I will reassure her that all the blame will fall on
    me. And I will apologize profusely for misjudging… everything. In trying to do the right thing, I came very close to ruining her life. She would never have been happy with me, nor I with her.”
    “ Bravo! All I can say is go to it, and the quicker the better.”
    “But what do I do in the meantime?”
    Fitzwilliam started to kick the gravel, trying to think of how best to proceed. “Egad, what a mess! I suspect Miss Elizabeth knows that you have been courting someone in London, so if you flirt with her, you will appear to be a total cad. On the other hand, you cannot ignore her as she is a guest in your home. Even if we should spend the whole of the day in shooting or riding, we must eat supper together, and then there are the evening’s entertainments.
    “I would suggest that you act as you usually do when you are in an uncomfortable situation: be reticent, unavailable, and closemouthed. Keep any conversation civil, but distant, and spend as much time as you can with the uncle,” which was all well and good, but they had neglected to tell Georgiana of their plans.

    Shortly after Lizzy returned to her room, Ellie came in followed by two footmen carrying a copper tub, and after setting out everything necessary for the bath, she ordered the young men to carry a screen over to the window. Lizzy was still getting used to the idea of someone other than her sister or mother washing her hair and scrubbing her back, but Ellie executed the task without making her feel uncomfortable. If all of this pampering kept up, she would soon need the servants to spoon feed her her meals.
    “What dress should I wear this evening, Ellie?”
    “Well, I like the yellow one very much, and Miss Darcy has a rope of pearls that will go with it quite nicely. And with your pretty curls, you might think about wearing it down.”
    Lizzy was pretty sure that was Mr. Darcy’s preference as well, and for that reason, she thought it unwise. Why should she do anything to attract his attention? In two days’ time, she would leave Pemberley, and he would return to London—again. And in the near future he might possibly come to visit Mr. Bingley at Netherfield, and then go back to London—again. And the highs and lows she was experiencing as a result of his coming and going were beginning to wear on her.
    “I know Colonel Fitzwilliam is partial to ladies who have their hair down,” Ellie said, interrupting her thoughts, “and I wouldn’t mind if someone as handsome as the colonel paid me a bit of attention over supper or cards.”
    And then Lizzy thought, why not? If the colonel liked women with their hair down, she would leave it down. What would be the harm in having that gentleman pay her a “bit of attention,” as Ellie put it? Anything beyond a friendship was not possible as he was destined to marry a woman of wealth and rank. But so was Mr. Darcy, and it did not stop him from flirting.
    “All right then. I shall wear the yellow dress with Miss Darcy’s pearls.”
    “And your hair, Miss?”
    “I shall wear it down.”

“I wish you had said something earlier about playing cards,” Georgiana said to her brother. “I have already planned out