by Alicia M.

Rating: PG (C)

Summary: A tale of how the story of Pride and Prejudice might have happened if Colonel Fitzwilliam had also proposed to Miss Elizabeth Bennet at Rosings.

Chapter One

When Colonel Fitzwilliam returned from his walk with Elizabeth, he found his cousin in the library at Rosings. "There you are Darcy," he said.

Darcy could see that his cousin intended to engage him in conversation and so he closed his book, saying with a smile, "yes, here I am. How was your tour of the grounds? Did you find everything to your satisfaction?"

"It was very pleasant. I came upon Miss Bennet, and she joined me for part of my walk."

"In that case I can have no doubt that you had an enjoyable time," replied Darcy trying not to betray his discomposure by the mere mention of that young lady's name.

"Yes, I enjoyed her company very much. She is quite an extraordinary young lady."

"That she is Fitzwilliam," replied Darcy with a sigh.

"It is a shame, though, that her situation in life is so ineligible," returned his cousin.

Darcy was aware of his cousin's desire to marry for money to maintain the manner of living to which he had become accustomed. This knowledge coupled with his own preoccupation with the young lady in question would account for Darcy's failure to discern any serious design on his cousin's part with respect to Miss Bennet. The fact is that the thought that Colonel Fitzwilliam might propose to her had never even crossed Darcy's mind. And, if it had, it would have been dismissed immediately due to his cousin's perceived need to marry for money. Both men were aware, however, that from Miss Bennet's perspective, Fitzwilliam's situation was an eligible one. To Darcy, Colonel Fitzwilliam's last statement was merely a recitation of the fact that precluded Fitzwilliam from forming a serious attachment to Miss Bennet. Darcy failed to consider that his own predicament was proof that one's intent to not form a serious attachment, did not always prevent such a result.

The truth is that when Darcy gave his next reply in this conversation he was thinking more of his own situation than his cousin's and was completely unaware that he was unconsciously giving Colonel Fitzwilliam the extra push he needed to overcome his own objections to a union with Miss Bennet, as well as Darcy's sanction of this choice. Indeed, if Darcy had been aware of how close his cousin actually was to proposing to the young lady, he might not have spoken at all. But as it was, he was forming a similar resolution of his own, and he simply voiced the thoughts he had been ruminating over all day, and for the past several days, when he said quietly, more to himself than to his cousin, "yes, it is, but I suppose any objections to her situation could be overlooked where there exists an affection that is both strong and true."

At that moment, both men formed the same resolution and each was ignorant that the other had done so. Colonel Fitzwilliam simply said, "I believe you are right. Thank you Darcy."

Darcy was rather preoccupied with having finally come to a decision on something he had been struggling over for months to notice that his cousin had thanked him or to wonder why. He simply nodded as Colonel Fitzwilliam left the room, and then smiled to himself, rather satisfied with the prospects certain to result by such a resolution of his struggles. "I will make her mine," he thought to himself. He really had no choice.

Both men waited anxiously for the appearance of the party from the parsonage that evening. Both hoped to have a few moments alone with Miss Bennet. Both had the same purpose in mind for wanting that time with her. Both were disappointed when she did not arrive. When he received the news that Miss Bennet had remained home with a headache, Colonel Fitzwilliam decided he would call upon her in the morning. Darcy however, became concerned for her well being, and was cognizant of the fact that it would be a perfect time to find her alone and make his addresses. He did not fail to consider the possibility that she might have purposely orchestrated the current situation, to give him just such an opportunity. Having already resolved to marry her, he could not disappoint her now. Within a few moments, Darcy excused himself with no explanation and was off to the parsonage. The events that took place at the parsonage between Darcy and Elizabeth are well known; and, as it is not the purpose of this work to repeat what has already been so ably described, such a repetition will not be attempted.

Meanwhile, back at Rosings, Colonel Fitzwilliam was becoming more and more anxious to execute his plan to engage Miss Bennet. He and Darcy were planning to leave Rosings the day after next, so he must secure her hand as soon as possible. As he lamented his inability to do so before the morning, it occurred to him that she was alone, right now, at the parsonage. He would go to her. He began to make his excuses, but Lady Catherine would not hear of him leaving with his cousin absent from the party as well. He concluded that surely Darcy would return soon, and then he could go to her. As it turned out, by the time Darcy had returned, the carriage had already been ordered for the parsonage party.

Colonel Fitzwilliam was too wrapped up in his own disappointment at his missed opportunity to notice his cousin's extremely foul mood, or the fact that he retired to his room almost immediately upon his return, staying in the drawing room only long enough to apologize to the Collinses and Miss Lucas for his absence during the entire evening, or to even wonder where Darcy had been all that time. That night, Colonel Fitzwilliam consoled himself with the thought that he would secure his future happiness first thing in the morning. Darcy's only consolation was the hope that the letter he was writing to Miss Bennet might raise her opinion of him from hatred to indifference.

The next morning, both men left the house early, eagerly anticipating meeting Miss Bennet in the park. Darcy was successful first. A few moments after he handed Elizabeth his letter and walked away, but before she had a chance to find a spot to settle down and read it, she came upon Colonel Fitzwilliam. He addressed her saying, "Miss Bennet, good morning."

"Good morning, Colonel," Elizabeth replied trying to appear unaffected by having just encountered Darcy, and by her exchange with him the night before. She could not be pleasant, she could scarcely be civil, she wanted only to read her letter, but, she reluctantly put it into her reticule and continued, "how odd that we should meet again so soon in this manner."

"I must confess that our present meeting was no accident. I came out in the hopes of finding you."

Elizabeth immediately assumed that Mr. Darcy must have spoken to his cousin and that Colonel Fitzwilliam had sought her out on his cousin's behalf. But she thought it odd that he would send his cousin to meet her knowing that he had himself been hoping to meet her and give her his letter. The fact that Mr. Darcy must have known she would not have an immediate opportunity to read it puzzled her. However, she only smiled to Colonel Fitzwilliam and said, "Then I hope you will tell me your purpose in doing so."

"Miss Bennet, my reason for seeking you out this morning was to declare my feelings for you and ask for your hand in marriage," he said, more directly than he had intended.

Elizabeth's surprise can only be imagined.

"Surely, you cannot have failed to notice my admiration of you. You cannot be surprised by my application," continued her suitor.

"I confess, I have noticed your attentions towards me," she replied blushing, "but yesterday, you made it clear that you had no serious intentions. I have no dowry."

"Yes, but after I left you yesterday, I had a talk with Darcy," Elizabeth's eyes widened in surprise, "and he made me realize that the happiness I would have with you by my side would be far greater than what I would be sacrificing. I certainly have not the means my brother has, or my cousin for that matter, but we could be quite comfortable in a modest sort of way."

"You spoke about this with Mr. Darcy?"

"Yes, I am indebted to him for helping me decide my course to happiness, for it is he who convinced me to discard my objections and follow my heart, but please do not be distressed, my cousin is the embodiment of discretion."

Elizabeth became very pensive, Mr. Darcy, who had felt the need to enumerate the unfavorable aspects of his own possible union with herself and to dwell warmly on his objections to such a union, had convinced the Colonel to discard his own objections regarding her. Mr. Darcy, who had, only the night before, declared his ardent love for her had convinced another man to offer for her. It was too puzzling to think about now. And it was only when she looked up at her suitor that she realized he was still waiting for a reply. In an effort to end his suspense, she said, as quickly as possible, "I thank you for the compliment of your addresses Colonel Fitzwilliam. I have greatly enjoyed your company these past few weeks, but I am afraid I must decline your offer, as I do not believe we know each other well enough to enter into an engagement at this time."

Colonel Fitzwilliam appeared distressed and confused for a moment, then he smiled and said, "then I hope you will not object to my wish that we further our acquaintance."

Elizabeth could not help but smile. His request was all the proof of the sincerity of affection that she could hope for. "I would like that very much, but I do not see how it will be possible. I will be returning to Hertfordshire soon and you, I am sure, are required to be elsewhere."

"But you will be in London for a time before returning home will you not?"

"Yes, for a very short time."

"May I call upon you there?"

"Colonel Fitzwilliam, I cannot encourage you in this."

"Will you at least tell me where you will be staying?"

"Would that not amount to encouragement, since I am aware of your intentions?"

"I suppose it would, but I would very much like to see you again, and I would be pleased with any form of encouragement you are disposed to give me."

Elizabeth laughed at this and replied, "very well, Colonel Fitzwilliam, but you must understand that by giving you this information I am consenting to nothing more than a visit from you."

"I understand Miss Bennet."

"I will be staying with my aunt and uncle, Mr. and Mrs. Edward Gardiner, in Gracechurch Street."

She noticed a slight reaction from him when she gave the location of her relations home before he replied, "thank you Miss Bennet, I look forward to seeing you there. Now, may I walk you back to the parsonage?"

Elizabeth wanted nothing more than to be alone. She knew that if she stayed outdoors Colonel Fitzwilliam would offer to stay with her and she would not be able to refuse him. So, she agreed to walk back to the parsonage house with him. They walked in silence, which gave Elizabeth some time to reflect on what had just passed. She was confused about Mr. Darcy's part in the colonel's decision to propose to her, but she could not even contemplate Mr. Darcy now. She simply focused, for the time being, on her conversation with Colonel Fitzwilliam and what it meant. As she turned her thoughts to his declaration, she realized that he had never actually said he loved her.

As it turned out, Colonel Fitzwilliam remained at the parsonage for another half hour visiting with all of its inhabitants. When he finally took his leave, with a meaningful look and a smile in Elizabeth's direction, she took the earliest opportunity to go to her room where she could be alone. There, she was finally able to read Mr. Darcy's letter in peace. The contents of the letter, and Elizabeth's reaction to it are also well known, and need not be related again here.


Chapter Two

When Colonel Fitzwilliam returned to Rosings, after proposing to Elizabeth, he was in high spirits, and he wished to share his happiness, and thank his cousin for helping him make the right choice about Miss Bennet. Darcy was not in the library, nor was Colonel Fitzwilliam able to locate him in any of the common rooms of the house. Finally, he decided to check Darcy's personal rooms. He found his cousin sitting alone with no book or other employment. He wore a grim look and appeared deep in thought. But Colonel Fitzwilliam was too wrapped up in his own concerns to notice that anything was amiss with Darcy's countenance or his behavior. "Cousin," said Colonel Fitzwilliam jovially, "I owe you a debt of gratitude."

"What?" asked Darcy gruffly, emerging from his dark reverie.

"It is with regards to Miss Bennet, I followed your advice and proposed to her this morning."

Darcy's astonishment was beyond expression. He rose from his chair and walked to the window to hide his discomposure. As Fitzwilliam's words sunk in, their effect on Darcy, when combined with the grin on his cousin's face, could lead him to only one conclusion, and it made him sick. When Elizabeth had rejected him, he had been angry and his pride had been hurt. But he had also felt relieved. He believed the outcome was for the best, and he would not be tormented by her any longer. But now that she was to marry his cousin everything changed. He felt all the remorse of having been so foolish as to lose his chance with her, and now she would marry another and he would never have another chance. He had not even realized until this moment that he had been harboring such a hope. Then it occurred to him that he never really had a chance, she despised him, ever since he knew her in Hertfordshire. But he reasoned this was because of his behavior there. If he had not behaved as she described he would have had a chance, they might be engaged right now. Instead, she would be married, lost to him forever, and to his cousin of all people. He would be subject to witnessing their conjugal felicity more often than he cared to imagine. She would be happy, she deserved to be happy, but he certainly did not wish to have to see her enjoying the attentions of another man, another husband. Despite the certainty that her response had been favorable as betrayed by his cousin's happy demeanor, Darcy had to ask, "what did she say?"

"She said that she did not know me well enough to consent to marry me."

Relief washed over Darcy. He again turned away from his cousin, closed his eyes and breathed deeply just taking in the news that she was still free, and allowing it to repair the damage done to his wounded heart by his previous assumption. When he had regained his composure and was able to consider what he had learned in a rational manner, he could scarcely believe that Elizabeth had rejected two very eligible marriage proposals in two days, indeed, within the space of a few hours. He was pleased, not only because she was still free, but because of what this news spoke about her character. He admired her even more because of her obvious resolve to not give herself in marriage lightly. He considered that she could not have objections to his cousin similar to those she had voiced against himself. She would not give herself even to a man which such qualities as those possessed by her cousin, which must be appealing to her, if she did not feel that she loved him. Darcy was a bit mollified by these thoughts, but when he looked at his cousin again he was reminded of the colonel's grin and realized there must be more. "You seem to have taken it well cousin," he prodded cautiously.

"She has agreed to continue our acquaintance. She has consented to allow me to call on her at her uncle's house while she is in London. I confess that I was surprised that her relations live in Gracechurch street. I had no idea her connections were so low." The colonel's lack of knowledge was, of course, understandable since he was absent during the first few weeks of Elizabeth's visit during which her personal life was aired quite thoroughly by his aunt.

All Darcy could think was that he had known it all too well. When this next piece of information had been fully absorbed he responded, "she returns your affections then?"

"She did own that she enjoys my company, but would not say anything more than that." Darcy experienced another wave of relief, which was quickly dashed by the supposition that she could not love his cousin because her heart was engaged elsewhere - she was in love with Wickham. But if she gave any credit to the contents of his letter, her sentiments would not last long, and if he could not have her, his cousin would be a much better husband than Wickham, and surely she would not have encouraged his addresses had her heart been engaged elsewhere.

"Do you love her?" Darcy had to ask, as he tried to conceal his emotions.

"I know that I have never enjoyed being with anyone half so much. I know that she is everything lovely and charming. I know that I am happy when I am with her. I dare say, that if I am not in love yet, I am well on my way. I have plenty of time for falling in love, Darcy. Perhaps she is correct, and my addresses were a bit premature, but as we are leaving tomorrow, I had to do something, and now I have succeeded in gaining the privilege of furthering my acquaintance with her. Now that I have secured a continuation of our acquaintance, falling in love with her should by easy enough."

Darcy had no doubt of the colonel's last statement. He then said, "and you are willing to give up your hopes of marrying a woman of fortune for one that you do not even love?"

"Darcy, I have lived to the age of thirty without yet finding a single woman who I have wanted to marry. Then I met Miss Bennet, who is handsome, lively, and everything charming. For the first time, I feel that I have met exactly the kind of woman I can see myself content with. I do not believe I will ever find a woman who has a fortune, whom I can admire so much as I do her, and who is willing to marry me. Thus, I have resigned myself to the improbability of finding such a wife. I used to think that I could not do without a fortune sufficient to sustain my lifestyle, but now I have realized that I would much rather have the happiness that can be provided only by the constant society of such a woman as Miss Bennet. I believe a poor companion whose company I can endure is a much wiser choice than a wealthy one who I can only despise."

"That is a wise perspective cousin," was all Darcy could say. He meditated on his cousin's speech for a few moments, his heart filled with self reproach. He should, presently, be informing his cousin of his own engagement to that very woman. Then, he recalled that Colonel Fitzwilliam had thanked him upon entering the room and said, "did you say you were following my advice when you proposed?"

"Yes, thank you cousin. I am in your debt for my current and future happiness. If you had not voiced your approval of the match I do not believe I would ever have proposed."

Darcy became extremely ill at the realization that he himself had been the creator of the very real possibility that Elizabeth would be married to another man, and lost to him forever, very soon. "You speak as if you are already engaged," he ventured weakly.

"I believe that it is only a matter of time. But you do not seem happy for me. Certainly you cannot be opposed to the match. I was counting on your support when I announce my engagement to my parents and Aunt Catherine."

"My mind is a bit preoccupied with other things at the moment, Fitzwilliam. I assure you, that if and when you are able to secure the young lady's affection and her consent, I will be happy to defend your choice to your relations, if needed."

"Thank you Darcy."

The gentlemen left for London the following morning. Elizabeth and Miss Lucas were to depart the following week. Due to their aunt's extensive interrogation of Miss Bennet and Miss Lucas, Darcy and Fitzwilliam were aware of exactly when Elizabeth would be in London. As she was scheduled to arrive on Saturday, Fitzwilliam made plans during their drive to London to call at Gracechurch Street on Monday morning. He invited Darcy to accompany him. Darcy was very tempted to agree to go with his cousin. He was desperate to see Elizabeth again and determine whether his letter had made her think better of him. He also wished to see her with his cousin to try to gauge her feelings for him. He wanted to do everything in his power to prevent an attachment between them. But he imagined how uncomfortable seeing both of them for the first time since their respective proposals would be for her, especially with respect to himself because of the vehement argument they had had, and to endure seeing them together, would be too much to inflict upon her. He had no right to seek her out now. She had given Fitzwilliam her consent for a visit, but she had made it clear she had no desire to see him again. He remembered her words, her accusations. In addition to her discomfort he considered how such a meeting would affect himself. No, he could not see her, it was too soon, it would be too overwhelming for him. He did not think he could maintain his composure when his feelings of both love and remorse were so strong and so intense. He could not see her on his own, much less while witnessing the attentions of his cousin, knowing what his intentions were. No, it would be better for both of them if he did not go to Gracechurch Street. He declined his cousin's invitation and though it would require the greatest effort, he resolved to stay away from Elizabeth Bennet.

Darcy was however, by no means, resigned to his cousin's suit, but he was unsure how to act. 'He does not even love her for God's sake,' he thought to himself. He was consoled by the corresponding thought, that she did not love him either. He wondered, not for the first time, and not for the last, whether she indeed loved Wickham, but surely, after reading his letter she could not still harbor feelings for that beast. That is, if she gave credit to his assertions. 'No,' he surmised, ' she would not have encouraged Fitzwilliam if her heart was engaged elsewhere.' He told himself, 'She does not love Wickham, and by now, she knows the truth about him.' As he came to this realization the thought of her being married to some unknown stranger troubled him even more. At least with his cousin, Darcy could be sure of her happiness, and be in a position to render any assistance to them that might bring that about. If she married anyone else, save himself, he would be useless. She might be lost forever in a life of misery and he would never know, or worse yet, would be in no position to do anything about it. Yet, could he ever become accustomed to seeing her as his cousin's wife, bearing his cousin's name and his cousin's children. This last thought made his stomach churn. He found himself in a precarious position with respect to his cousin's situation. He wanted Elizabeth for himself, but if he could not have her he could think of no better husband for her than Colonel Fitzwilliam. Thus he could hope for neither the success nor the failure of his cousin's suit.

Lost in the conflict of these ruminations, his mind then drifted to Elizabeth's accusation regarding his interference with her sister's happiness. He was not relieved of culpability so easily in this circumstance, as he was with Wickham, for while he could explain his actions with respect to Bingley and Miss Bennet, his interference had, nevertheless, been inappropriate. His actions had hurt Elizabeth, he had made her unhappy, and if Elizabeth was right, it had hurt Bingley and Miss Bennet as well. This was a matter in which he could take action. It was within his power to make this right, to help Bingley and Miss Bennet find their happiness, to please Elizabeth, and to correct a gross error on his part.

He would speak to Bingley, he knew Bingley's affection for Miss Bennet was unabated, he would tell him of her presence in town, and send him to Gracechurch Street. As much as he wanted to see Elizabeth, he knew he could not go with him. But seeing her sister made happy with Bingley would please her. Then it occurred to him that he could be making an even greater mistake by attempting to reunite them. If Miss Bennet did not still love Mr. Bingley, his friend would suffer anew. Then he checked himself, considering that he must not interpose his own judgment between the two anymore. He would simply tell Bingley the truth and let nature take its course.

Darcy knew that telling Bingley of Jane's presence at Gracechurch Street would not be enough, he would have to reassure his friend that his previous assessment of the young lady's lack of affection had been in error. He could not do that from his own perception, but Elizabeth had said that Miss Bennet loved Mr. Bingley, and surely she would know her sister's heart. He put his own faith and his friend's fate in her words to him. He would simply tell Bingley what Elizabeth had told him and that it had shed doubt on his own previous opinion as to Miss Bennet's indifference. Surely that would be enough for Bingley. All he could do was tell Bingley the truth and hope for the best.

Upon arriving in London, Darcy sent a note to Grosvenor Street informing Bingley of his return and inviting him to remove to Darcy's townhouse. As it was late Saturday when Bingley received the note, he responded that Darcy should expect him on Monday morning. When he arrived, his sisters were with him, under the pretense of visiting with Georgiana. Miss Bingley resumed her usual attentions to Mr. Darcy and privately rejoiced to him in the triumph of their joint efforts to separate her brother from Miss Bennet. Darcy endured her attentions with equanimity. She disgusted him more than ever. Being in her presence caused him to reproach himself all the more for his unworthy behavior towards Elizabeth. Nevertheless, he felt compelled to invite the Hursts and Miss Bingley to remain to dinner and they stayed so late that he did not have an opportunity to speak privately with Bingley.

When Darcy was alone in his room that evening, sleep evaded him, he divided his thoughts between Elizabeth, who was always uppermost in his mind, and his intended interview with Bingley. He deliberated at length on how to approach Bingley, what to say to him, and how much to reveal. The next morning, Darcy took his first opportunity to talk to Bingley and approached his friend at breakfast saying, "Bingley there is a matter of some importance that I wish to discuss with you."

"Yes, Darcy, what is it?"

"When I was in Kent, I saw Miss Elizabeth Bennet."

"You did? How was she? How was her family? Did she have news of her sister?"

"Yes, she was visiting her friend Mrs. Collins who lives at the parsonage house in Hunsford, near Rosings. She was well, and she did state that her family is well, although her sister, Miss Bennet, has been in low spirits lately."

"What? But why?"

"Bingley, Miss Elizabeth gave me to believe that I may have been wrong about Miss Bennet's feelings for you. We spoke of the two of you and she disclosed to me that her sister was not indifferent towards you as I had believed. According to Miss Elizabeth, Miss Bennet has been rather disappointed since your removal from Netherfield."

Bingley's countenance brightened significantly, as he replied, "Darcy, this is wonderful news. Her sister's knowledge in this matter cannot be doubted." He rose from his chair and began to pace the room thoughtfully as he continued, "I must make preparations to return to Netherfield as soon as possible. If she does love me, if there is even the possibility, then I must return, perhaps I still have a chance." He stopped and grasped his friend's hand saying, "thank you Darcy."

"I do not believe you would wish to return to Netherfield at this time, Bingley."

Bingley looked at his friend incredulous, "Darcy, you cannot still mean to dissuade me from my suit. You must know that the other objections you raised mean nothing to me if she returns my affection."

"Miss Jane Bennet is here, in London, now."

Bingley became even more jubilant, if that is possible, and asked, "How long as she been here? Where is she staying?"

"She is staying with her aunt and uncle in Gracechurch Street, and she has been in town since January."

"Since January? I wish I had known sooner, but at least you were able to learn it from Miss Elizabeth in Kent. Though I wonder that she never told my sister of her being in town, I believed that they corresponded for a time."

"She did write to your sister and told her she was coming to town. She also visited Miss Bingley in Grosvenor Street and Miss Bingley returned the call three weeks later. I did not just learn of her presence in town from Miss Elizabeth in Kent, I knew everything at the time. Please forgive me for keeping this information from you, I truly believed her to be indifferent, and I thought that it would be best for you not to see her. I am trying to make amends now that I have Miss Elizabeth's reassurances of her sister's regard."

"You knew she was in London all this time, and you did not tell me?"

"Yes."

"Caroline knew as well?"

"Yes."

"And Louisa?"

"Yes."

Bingley was thoughtful for a few minutes as the treachery of his sisters and friend seared his heart. Soon Darcy broke the silence, "my cousin, Colonel Fitzwilliam, made the acquaintance of Miss Elizabeth in Kent," he said with as much composure as he could manage. "He is planning to call upon her in Gracechurch Street on Monday morning. Perhaps you could accompany him."

Bingley's reverie was broken, as he comprehended his friend's meaning. "You will not accompany me when I call?"

"No. I am exceedingly sorry for interfering where I should not have, and I hope you can forgive me. I wish you every happiness with Miss Bennet, but there are reasons completely unrelated to your situation that must prevent me from attending the visit with you."

"Darcy, do not distress yourself, you are forgiven. I know you only wished to protect me. But I do wish you would accompany me."

Darcy was very tempted to make the visit with Bingley. They would not have to go at the same time as Colonel Fitzwilliam. But he was again reminded of the vehemence of Elizabeth's dislike for him, and of how difficult seeing him would be for her after what had passed between them, and he renewed his resolve not to see her. He said, "I am sorry, I cannot."

"Well, I had hoped to call sooner than Monday, I was thinking of going there immediately, or tomorrow morning."

This was a new idea for Darcy. If Bingley went before Colonel Fitzwilliam called, he could accompany him, since Elizabeth would not be there. Yes, this was an ideal plan. Then, he thought about Jane's feelings. Would she not wish for the affection and support that could only be provided by her sister's presence at a time such as this? Knowing as he did that Miss Bennet believed Bingley had known of her being in town, and if she had indeed been in love with Bingley all this time, then his calling upon her would be extremely difficult for her to bear. Elizabeth, being aware of Bingley's innocence might be able to offer her sister some reassurance when Bingley informed Miss Bennet of his ignorance. He reasoned that although Bingley would also benefit from having his friend present, Bingley would be more concerned with Miss Bennet's feelings on such a momentous occasion, and certainly, Colonel Fitzwilliam could be of service to Bingley in Darcy's stead. Thus, Darcy said, "I understand your urgency Bingley, but perhaps the next few days will give you time to prepare yourself to meet Miss Bennet again and to plan what you will say to her. You might also consider that she will have her sister with her on Monday, whereas she is quite alone at present, save for her aunt, whom we do not know. If she has truly been disappointed, seeing you again will undoubtedly be a trying experience, although a happy one. I believe having Miss Elizabeth there may be of some benefit to her well being. I can also assure you that you have an ally in Miss Elizabeth, she is in favor of the match as she believes it will bring her sister happiness."

"Very well, I can see your point. I suppose it will be best to wait until Monday. When can I speak to your cousin?"

"I expect him at any moment now. He assured me he would call this morning after breakfast." Thus, Colonel Fitzwilliam soon made his appearance and he and Bingley made the appropriate arrangements for the visit on Monday.


Chapter Three

On Saturday, when Elizabeth arrived at Gracechurch Street, she was very happy to see her sister, as well as her aunt and uncle. She would have preferred to wait until they were at Longbourn to discuss the events that occurred in Kent with her sister, but as she expected the Colonel to call upon her while they were in London, she decided to tell Jane everything as soon as possible. There was a park near the home of her relations where Elizabeth enjoyed taking her walks when she was in town. It was not as pleasant as the open air of the country, but it was the best she could do while in town. After church on Sunday, Elizabeth and Jane took a turn in the park and Elizabeth told her sister of both proposals. Jane was amazed that her sister had rejected two eligible suitors within but a few hours of each other. Elizabeth did not wish to hurt Jane by telling of Mr. Darcy's interference with Mr. Bingley, but she told her all about the letter as it pertained to Mr. Wickham, as well as her expectation of Colonel Fitzwilliam's visit and her puzzlement at his declaration that Darcy had convinced him to propose. Jane was equally baffled, and neither could account for it.

Darcy quickly learned the direction of the Gardiner home on Gracechurch Street and ascertained which public park was closest to it. He knew of Elizabeth's love for walking outdoors, and that she would likely take her daily walks in the park closest to her relations' home. On Sunday, he was rewarded as he watched from a quiet bench while Miss Bennet and Elizabeth strolled through the park arm in arm speaking animatedly to each other. A man servant accompanied them, but kept a respectable distance. Just seeing her warmed him. He noted the happiness in her countenance at being with her beloved sister. He so wished that his own presence could bring her so much joy. He delighted in her smiles and the expressiveness of her lovely eyes. He watched the two young ladies unnoticed until they disappeared into one of the homes on the square and he left the park with a heart full of love and hope.

On Monday, Elizabeth began to become anxious for her suitor's promised call, as she knew it was the first opportunity since her return for him to visit her. She tried to tell herself that he would probably not call at the earliest possible opportunity. When the doorbell rang, she started, and Jane took her hand to soothe her. Both ladies were astonished when not only Colonel Fitzwilliam was announced, but Mr. Bingley as well. After the introductions were made, and civilities were exchanged, Bingley immediately entered into a conversation with Jane. Elizabeth was near enough to attend their conversation, and although Colonel Fitzwilliam's presence at her side demanded her attention, she was able to hear Bingley say, "Miss Bennet, I was so pleased to learn of your presence here in London from Mr. Darcy. I had no knowledge of your having been in town until just last week. I hope you have enjoyed your time here."

"I have, thank you," replied Jane quietly.

"Mr. Darcy told you that Jane was here?" interjected Elizabeth.

Mr. Bingley tore his gaze from Jane long enough to address her sister, "yes, he told me of his meeting with you in Kent, and of speaking with you regarding Miss Bennet." Elizabeth blushed at the recollection of that conversation. "I had hoped he would accompany us on our visit today, but he was prevented from doing so."

Jane appeared confused by Mr. Bingley's assertion that he did not know of her presence in London. After some deliberation she said carefully, "I cannot help but be surprised by your assertion Mr. Bingley, for your sister assured me that she had informed you of my being in town."

"I am sorry to say that despite her assurances to you of my knowledge of it, she never told me that you were here, or that you had called on her and that she had returned the visit. I owe all of my knowledge of those events to Mr. Darcy."

Jane could scarcely believe Miss Bingley's willful deception. She had not thought anyone capable of such malice. After her sister's disclosures yesterday regarding Mr. Wickham, and what she learned today of Miss Bingley, Jane's faith in the inherent goodness of human nature was significantly shaken.

The young gentlemen stayed for about a half hour and everyone enjoyed a pleasant visit. Elizabeth was so preoccupied with thoughts of Mr. Darcy that she could scarcely attend to the conversation. She had been able to acquit him of all guilt with respect to Mr. Wickham, after reading his letter. She had even been able to understand his part in separating her sister and his friend. But she could not regret her refusal. Learning that he was a good, honorable man did not change the fact that he was arrogant, conceited and selfish.

His gesture, in reuniting Jane with Mr. Bingley, for to him their reunion must be credited, however, spoke of his thoughtfulness, and his attendance to her reproofs. In his letter he had stated that he could not repent his interference with Bingley and Jane, he had said he would not apologize for it. But here he was attempting to atone for his mistake and to make things right. Not only did this show that he acknowledged his error and that he wanted to correct it, but he had obviously given thought to the feelings of the two people involved.

This line of thought led her to wonder why he had stayed away today himself. She was not surprised, considering their most recent encounter, but he could easily have used this visit as an opportunity to impose himself upon her, if he had wished to. She could contrive no explanation for his failure to appear, other than that he did not wish to see her, he must hate her after the things she had said to him, not the least of which were the unfounded accusations she had placed at his door. She was not distressed by her conclusion that he did not wish to see her. In fact, she was relieved he did not take advantage of the visit made by Bingley and Colonel Fitzwilliam to seek her out. For, she never wished to see him again herself. She could not imagine having to experience the mortification and embarrassment that would necessarily attend such a meeting. She felt that he could not recover too soon from having loved her and hoped never to see him again. She was also relieved for his sake. Her conclusion that he could no longer care for her, prevented her from lamenting any hurt she might have inflicted upon him by her rejection.

Instead, she turned her attentions to her present suitor, who was becoming more charming by the minute. Colonel Fitzwilliam was just the type of man who could make her happy, and she was growing to like him more and more as the visit progressed. She truly looked forward to furthering their acquaintance and was well disposed to falling in love with him.

When the gentlemen rose to depart, an invitation was extended by Mrs. Gardiner for them to dine in Gracechurch Street on Thursday evening. Bingley accepted eagerly, and Colonel Fitzwilliam did likewise after only a slight hesitation.

After they left Elizabeth and Jane were able to share their delight in the visit. Jane expressed to Elizabeth how much she liked Colonel Fitzwilliam and how well she thought he was suited to her. Elizabeth was pleased, but was eager to turn the conversation to Mr. Bingley. Jane was very well pleased that he had called and she was pleased to acquit him of knowing she had been in town. She was still troubled by his never having returned to Netherfield for her, but that could not be addressed between them unless and until he declared himself to her. In light of having learned of his sisters' deception regarding her presence in London, she began to give more serious consideration to her sister's earlier suspicions that his sisters had managed somehow to prevent his return to Netherfield.

After departing the Gardiner home, Colonel Fitzwilliam accompanied Bingley back to Darcy's townhouse. Both men were extremely pleased with the visit. When they entered Darcy's drawing room, they found Miss Bingley and the Hursts visiting with Darcy and Georgiana. Mrs. Annesley was also present. Upon their arrival, Miss Bingley said, "there you are brother, I have not seen you since you removed here last week. Where have you and the colonel gone out to this morning?"

"We have just called upon Miss Bennet and Miss Elizabeth in Gracechurch Street," replied her brother.

Miss Bingley was disconcerted and looked at Darcy in astonishment. She was further surprised when he simply smiled at Bingley and asked whether he had enjoyed his visit. "Very much Darcy," he replied, "you must allow me to thank you again for informing me of their presence in town. I dare say that Miss Bennet seemed pleased to see me. You might ask your cousin's opinion, although I do not know whether he was able to spare any attention for my situation at all." Darcy did not like this reference to Colonel Fitzwilliam's attentions to Elizabeth. He did not know how much more of his cousin's courting her he could endure.

Colonel Fitzwilliam laughed and said, "Miss Bennet seemed surprised, but very pleased to see you Bingley."

"And how was Miss Elizabeth?" asked Darcy, looking at his cousin.

"She was very well, she appeared in her usual good looks. Although she seemed much more interested in attending to the conversation between Mr. Bingley and Miss Bennet than in speaking to me," replied the Colonel. Darcy was pleased by this disclosure.

"I am sure you noticed her very fine eyes Colonel Fitzwilliam, I dare say they are her best feature," said Miss Bingley, receiving a conspiratorial smile from her sister. She was indeed very pleased with the direction of the conversation. Although she was baffled by Darcy's having apparently sent her brother to Jane's door, as well as Colonel Fitzwilliam's sudden acquaintance with the Bennets, she was very well pleased with the colonel's apparent interest in Miss Elizabeth. Although she was, most decidedly, beneath the Colonel, his cousin's interest would prevent Mr. Darcy from giving her further attention whenever they should be thrown into her company again, as now appeared inevitable by the reunion of her brother and Jane. She cared not what mistakes Colonel Fitzwilliam made with his life, particularly if they were convenient to herself. He was, after all, only a second son.

"I did," replied the colonel with curiosity, for in his limited acquaintance with her he had never heard Miss Bingley compliment any other woman with the exception of Georgiana, "and I must agree that her eyes are very lovely." Then, with a hint of mischief he concluded, "but I would not say that they are her best feature." Two of the other gentlemen in the room did not miss the implication of this assertion. Mr. Darcy closed his eyes briefly and let out a small sigh, and Mr. Hurst simply gave a chuckle, his first contribution to the conversation, and received an odd look from his wife but was ignored by the rest of the room.

As the good colonel did not seem inclined to disclose just which of Miss Elizabeth's features was his favorite, Mr. Bingley took up the conversation. "Her sister, your dear friend, was also looking very well," said he, looking pointedly at Miss Bingley.

"I am happy to hear it," replied she quietly.

"Indeed, I say Darcy, why did you never tell me what a beauty the elder Miss Bennet is?" asked Colonel Fitzwilliam. Then, after pausing a moment, he resumed his mischievous tone and continued, "although her eyes are certainly not as pleasing as her sister's." Mr. Hurst laughed again, his last contribution to the conversation. While Bingley, though not understanding that anything other than eyes had been meant, protested this assertion, Darcy gave Mrs. Annesley a meaningful look and she immediately summoned Georgiana from the room. Colonel Fitzwilliam noticed this exchange, as well as his young cousin's exit, and had the good grace to appear contrite.

Darcy was weary of his visitors and was happy that he and Georgiana were engaged to dine this evening with Colonel Fitzwilliam's parents, although Bingley was invited to dinner at the home of Darcy's relations he had already agreed to dine with the Hursts. Darcy felt that Bingley wished to speak to his sisters about their duplicity with respect to Miss Bennet in the privacy of their family circle.

Darcy was anticipating a quiet family dinner at his uncle's home. When he arrived he encountered nothing short of a full blown party. The guests numbered in the twenties, at least. Having been congratulating himself on escaping another evening enduring Miss Bingley's attentions, he noticed with disappointment that among his uncle's guests were several young ladies of his acquaintance, who behaved towards him in a similar manner, and who were just the type that he was disposed to avoid. As he looked around the room, he noticed his cousin, Colonel Fitzwilliam, ensconced amongst a group of them, talking and laughing, and very much enjoying the charms of so many young ladies.

Upon seeing the crowd, Georgiana, wishing to avoid the inevitably forthcoming attentions of the young ladies who attempted to insinuate themselves into her good graces in misguided attempts to please her brother, went immediately to her aunt's side, where she stayed until dinner. Darcy's entrance into the room had the usual affect. Several young ladies approached him to bestow their attentions upon him. He found himself less in command of his ability to be civil than he had ever been. When he caught Colonel Fitzwilliam's eye, he attempted to give his cousin a look of reproach for enjoying the attentions of these young women, while openly courting another. Colonel Fitzwilliam, however, remained unaffected.

Darcy had always disapproved of his cousin's propensity to give marked attention to young ladies towards whom he had no intentions. He had done this even with Elizabeth. Now, he felt the offense to Elizabeth of his cousin's conduct, as he observed the man who had openly confessed his intentions to marry her, unabashedly flirting with a roomful of other women. For his part he retreated into his usual reserve and with the utmost politeness and civility did his best to discourage the attentions of the ladies present. He found himself a chair in a quiet corner as he thought ruefully that now he should be introducing Elizabeth to those assembled here, as his future wife.

These thoughts led to further speculation about how different the evening would be if Elizabeth was present. He considered how she would react to the attentions being bestowed on his cousin. Then he realized that if Elizabeth were present, his cousin would not be indulging those attentions. He considered how she would react to his own behavior. He smiled as he told himself that she would know that he cared nothing for any of these women. Then he remembered her most stinging words that evening, 'had you behaved in a more gentlemanlike manner.' She had come to dislike him from nearly the first moment of their acquaintance because of his manners. He recalled her description of him at the Netherfield ball as being of an 'unsocial taciturn disposition' and her belief that he was 'unwilling to speak unless he had something to say that would amaze the whole room and be handed down to posterity with all the éclat of a proverb.' He sighed, then smiled to himself as rose from his chair in search of someone to talk to. He was at a loss to determine how he was to be friendly and agreeable to the other guests without giving rise to expectations in any of the young ladies present, who were so well disposed to take even the slightest gesture as a sign of encouragement. But, he resolved to improve himself, and spent the evening making an admirable effort to be the perfect gentleman to everyone in the room.

After dinner, when the ladies withdrew, Colonel Fitzwilliam approached Darcy and asked, "have you met Miss Rowland yet?"

"Yes, I was introduced to her briefly," replied Darcy, hoping that his cousin was not intending to forward a match between himself and that young lady.

"She is a cousin of my sister-in-law who has come to visit her in London. She is a lovely young lady, is she not?"

He was tempted by his supposition that his cousin intended to match him with Miss Rowland to repeat his first assessment of Elizabeth's beauty, 'she is tolerable; but not handsome enough to tempt me.' He winced at the recollection, how could he ever have said such a thing? It was too painful to remember, much less repeat. Instead he replied, "Yes, I suppose she could be called handsome."

"She also has a fortune of forty thousand pounds."

Darcy was a bit startled by his cousin's enthusiasm for this young lady and her fortune. Surely, Colonel Fitzwilliam would not make such a significant reference to a woman's large fortune with Darcy in mind. As Darcy did not seem inclined to continue the conversation, Colonel Fitzwilliam approached his brother to ply him with questions regarding his wife's cousin. This convinced Darcy that Colonel Fitzwilliam was interested in Miss Rowland for himself, but he could not rejoice in his cousin's interest in another woman, for he knew that the retreat of his rival would bring him no closer to gaining Elizabeth's hand, although it would give him more time, by foreclosing the possibility of her immediate marriage to another. He could only lament the offense to Elizabeth occasioned by his cousin's duplicity.

The men joined the ladies in the drawing room shortly thereafter. After tea and coffee were served, several of the young ladies were applied to for entertainment. Darcy enjoyed listening to the music, but could not help but miss Elizabeth's playing. When Miss Rowland took her turn at the instrument, he was taken with her easy, unaffected manner of playing, it was very reminiscent of Elizabeth's style. Miss Rowland seemed to play out of pure enjoyment, and her skill was of the highest order. Darcy had to concede that Miss Rowland's execution was superior to Elizabeth's. When she finished playing, she curtseyed in response to the applause and gracefully accepted several applications for her to play again, despite the number of young ladies present who had not yet performed.

After her third song, Miss Rowland finally took a seat next to Colonel Fitzwilliam on one of the sofas. Mr. Darcy had been seated in a chair next to his cousin, so he was in a position to converse with both of them. Although Miss Rowland had sat next to Colonel Fitzwilliam, she immediately addressed his cousin with, "I have not had very much opportunity to speak with you this evening Mr. Darcy, my cousin has told me so much about you. I was glad to finally meet you."

"It was a pleasure to make your acquaintance as well Miss Rowland," replied Mr. Darcy.

"How much longer do you plan on being in town?"

"I will be returning to the country for the summer, but I have not yet determined the date for my departure."

"You have an estate in Derbyshire, is that right?"

"Yes, it is called Pemberley."

"I have heard that it is lovely there," observed she.

Before Darcy could respond, Colonel Fitzwilliam added, "it is very lovely indeed Miss Rowland. It is a grand estate with a stately house and beautiful grounds. Darcy has done his best to preserve the natural beauty of the park."

The next player had begun her song at the instrument, so Darcy merely bowed and then politely turned his attention to the performer. Miss Rowland however, said something to Colonel Fitzwilliam, and the two engaged in a whispered conversation throughout the next few songs. Darcy was glad to see the card tables being set up after the last young lady in the room with any talent or ability had played her last song. He joined one of the card games with Colonel Fitzwilliam, Miss Rowland, and Mrs. Fitzwilliam, and stayed there for the remainder of the evening. Colonel Fitzwilliam and Miss Rowland continued to engage in light flirtation, which under normal circumstances would be considered quite harmless, and even endearing; but where the gentlemen was openly courting another having spoken his intent to secure her hand in marriage, the propriety of such behavior was questionable.

As Darcy played at cards, he considered his cousin's behavior throughout the evening. He decided that he would speak to Colonel Fitzwilliam after the guests had left about the impropriety of his conduct. Then, Darcy considered how his castigation of his cousin would appear should his own feelings for Elizabeth ever become known. He laughed at himself for still harboring such a hope, but if by some remote chance those hopes ever came to fruition, his interference now, would appear in hindsight, to have been prompted by his own interests. He could not taint Elizabeth's future choices by creating the possibility for speculation that she might have chosen differently had it not been for his interference, even if that interference was only in the form of admonishing his cousin to behave honorably towards her. He felt helpless, useless - a rare experience for him. He could not very well go running to Elizabeth to tell on his cousin. He knew how that would appear to her. There was nothing he could do but wait and hope that she would perceive enough to know what was in, or more to the point, what was not in his cousin's heart. For, Mr. Darcy knew what it was to love, and as he observed his cousin's behavior he could easily perceive that Colonel Fitzwilliam did not.


Chapter Four

The next morning Darcy received a note from Mrs. Hurst inviting him to dine at Grosvenor Street a week hence. He sent back an acceptance quickly and left the house, eager to escape alone before anyone came calling. At the park, Darcy waited less than half an hour on his bench before he was rewarded by seeing Elizabeth emerge from her uncle's home. This time, she was accompanied by both Miss Bennet and Miss Lucas as well as four children. He smiled at the sight of her. Just seeing her relieved him and raised his spirits. He watched her walk about with her young cousins, talking playfully for some time. When she finally returned to the house, he went home.

On Tuesday evening, Mr. Bingley and Colonel Fitzwilliam arrived at the Gardiner home for dinner as planned. The former bearing a note from his sister inviting the entire household to dine in Grosvenor Street on the following Tuesday evening. Indeed, Mr. Bingley had been severe on his sisters on Monday evening and their remorse was so deeply felt that he was able to extract, with only a small amount of effort, an agreement from Mrs. Hurst to host a family dinner for their dear friend, Jane, and her relations. Mr. Hurst could not help but feel that, although he abhorred playing the role of host, the satisfaction of watching Mr. Bingley set down both Caroline and Louisa was well worth the inconvenience and the cost of the dinner. Bingley understandably had a suspicion of Colonel Fitzwilliam's intentions towards Elizabeth and, therefore, insisted that he be invited, along with his relations as well. Miss Bingley was pleased that the colonel would be present to keep Elizabeth occupied, and naturally, both she and her sister were always delighted to be dining with the family of an earl. Mrs. Gardiner commissioned Mr. Bingley to carry a note to Mrs. Hurst thanking her for her kind invitation and assuring her of the attendance of their whole party.

The dinner at the Gardiner residence went well and everyone enjoyed the evening. The Gardiners made every effort to get to know the gentlemen courting their nieces, while Jane and Elizabeth basked in the attention of their suitors. Colonel Fitzwilliam's attention to Elizabeth was all that she could hope for. After dinner, when the gentlemen rejoined the ladies, Elizabeth played the pianoforte upon the application of Colonel Fitzwilliam, while he turned the pages for her. After she tired of playing, the Gardiners engaged the others in conversation. Although Bingley was enraptured by Jane, he seemed pleased to get to know the Gardiners and spoke to them openly with his usual ease and friendliness. Elizabeth could not help but notice however, that Colonel Fitzwilliam, who she knew to be in possession of similar easy friendliness, seemed interested in attending only herself. He was by no means rude to his hosts, however. To the contrary, he responded to their inquiries with his usual friendly manner, but his conversation with them seemed to Elizabeth to lack any genuine interest. It was very late when the gentlemen finally went away after securing permission from the lady of the house to call again, and Thursday morning was settled upon.

The following morning, Elizabeth and Jane awoke earlier than Miss Lucas and had the opportunity to walk out alone and have some private conversation. They spoke extensively of the night before. Elizabeth related her concerns to Jane that Colonel Fitzwilliam had not seemed interested in getting to know her relations, but Jane assured her sister that he was merely preoccupied with her. This turned Elizabeth's thoughts and she had to confess to Jane that she had been very pleased with his attentions during the evening. Elizabeth had to own that she was growing to like him as much as she had anticipated, but she was not yet ready to call it love.

When they returned to the house, the others had already eaten so they quickly went to the breakfast room. Their aunt joined them there to obtain a moment of privacy with them and said, "I have been thinking that the two of you and your friend might like to stay in town longer." Seeing their surprise at her invitation, she continued, "I simply felt that since both of you have suitors here, you may not wish to return home as soon as you had planned. I am sure you can obtain permission from your parents, and if Miss Lucas wishes to stay as well, and can do likewise, you are free to stay as long as you like."

Both girls thanked their aunt for her thoughtfulness and she immediately protested that she had not been the one to think of extending the invitation. "Colonel Fitzwilliam spoke to your uncle last evening and wondered whether you could stay in town longer," said Mrs. Gardiner, under the impression that such a disclosure would please her niece. Elizabeth, however, was surprised. She felt that Colonel Fitzwilliam was circumventing her consent and forcing her into a courtship that would inevitably inhibit her choice in whether to marry him. She was displeased by his presumption in speaking to her uncle about such a matter without first consulting her. But, she would not entirely foreclose the possibility of staying longer without first learning Jane's feelings on the subject. Each sister wished to discuss the matter with the other and they settled it with their aunt that they would consider her invitation and let her know their decision in time for her to gain Miss Lucas' consent and give her time to write home, if they decided to stay.

After a few moments they returned to the drawing room where Maria was writing to her sister. Mrs. Gardiner told them of her plans to spend the day out. She had a few calls to make and she wanted to visit some shops. All three young ladies agreed to join her. Thus, a pleasant day was spent by the four ladies, but it was not until they returned home, that Elizabeth and Jane had the chance to speak of their aunt's offer to remain longer in town. Elizabeth expressed concern for her sister's having been away from home since January. She knew that Jane's courtship was little reason to remain in London. For, if Jane removed to Longbourn, Bingley could easily come to Netherfield, and she had little doubt that he would do so.

"But what about you Lizzy?" asked Jane, "and Colonel Fitzwilliam?"

"Jane, I can hardly know what will happen. We are in such an awkward situation. I confess that I like him very well, but I know not whether another fortnight will give me enough time to decide that I can accept him without reservation. But if it is not, who is to say what amount of time beyond that would be required? I am not disposed to allow my comings and goings to be dictated by the progress of his suit. Besides, as much as I enjoy the company of the Gardiners, I believe I will grow weary of being in town by the end of that time. Summer is approaching and town will soon become unbearable. I long for the countryside. I also miss Pappa. The expression in his letters of his anticipation of our homecoming is becoming increasingly fervent. I confess that I would like to allow myself more time with Colonel Fitzwilliam, but when I agreed to allow him to call on me here it was with the understanding that such was the extent of my consent. I gave him no reason to believe I would extend my stay, and to own the truth, Jane, I am affronted by his taking it upon himself to see about keeping me in town longer. I do not wish to reward his behavior in failing to learn my feelings on the matter before approaching my uncle."

"Lizzy, I can understand why Colonel Fitzwilliam's actions might make you angry, and your wish not to allow his behavior to influence you, but you must not allow that to get in your way of happiness. Do not give him up for this one infraction if you believe you could be happy with him. I am sure he had the best of intentions and only wanted to keep you near him as long as possible."

"Well, we shall see about Colonel Fitzwilliam, but for the moment we must decide whether to stay in town. I would rather not. What is your wish?"

"I too would wish to return home as planned." They quickly advised their aunt of their decision and their reasons for it, not forgetting to thank her for having extended the invitation.

The following morning brought another call from the two suitors. Mrs. Gardiner suggested that the five young people walk out to the park together. Elizabeth was delighted with the idea, and they soon set out. The five stayed close enough together to maintain a general conversation that included all of them. Elizabeth had a pleasant time, but she could not help but notice that Colonel Fitzwilliam's thoughts seemed distracted. She imagined that he was considering when he should renew his proposal and this lead her to consider what her answer might be. She had to concede that at present, she could not accept him. This lead to further thoughts which caused her to reproach herself for being too selective. Her situation was not an eligible one and yet, at twenty she had rejected three very advantageous marriage proposals. Was she being selfish? Was she not considering the future of her mother and sisters? Here she had a man who was agreeable and respectable, came from an excellent family, had an eligible fortune and who admired her a great deal. Was all this not enough? She began to question whether it was wise to hold out for a feeling that she might never experience, and whether she even had the right to do so.

Elizabeth was stirred from these ruminations by her sister's asking her whether she agreed with something, but Elizabeth knew not what.

"Forgive me, Jane, what did you ask me?"

But Mr. Bingley interjected, "never mind, Miss Bennet, they are both of them quite distracted today. We had better leave them to themselves."

Elizabeth looked at Colonel Fitzwilliam who seemed to be drawn out of his own reverie by Bingley's comment. His expression only caused Bingley to laugh more and Jane suggested that they return to the house. The gentlemen stayed another quarter hour and Bingley amused himself by making further commentary about the distraction of both Elizabeth and Colonel Fitzwilliam. The two people in question bore it with equanimity. Colonel Fitzwilliam had returned to his normal humor and responded in kind to Bingley's remarks. Elizabeth however, could not shake the uneasiness brought on by the gravity of her thoughts. She was glad when the visit was over and was able to spend some time in her room in quiet reflection.

On Friday evening Darcy had planned to hold a dinner party for his relations and Bingley's family. When he awoke Friday morning, he went to the park near Gracechurch Street. It had been several days since he had been able to go, and he could not go when he knew Colonel Fitzwilliam to be there. Luckily for him, the circumstance of Bingley's residence in his house made him privy to the intelligence of when the two gentlemen would call at Gracechurch Street since the two gentlemen always visited together so he had been able to avoid being there when the gentlemen visited. On Friday morning, Darcy felt a great urgency to see her. He was disappointed. He waited nearly an hour around her usual time for going outdoors, but she did not emerge. It occurred to him that something had happened to her, that she might be ill. But if that was the case he would have heard something from him cousin or Bingley. It stung him to realize he had to wait to hear news of his beloved from her suitor. Darcy went home, dejected and in low spirits, to prepare for his dinner party. He attempted to rally his spirits and renewed his resolve to maintain his friendly manner.

Darcy knew that it would have been appropriate for him to invite Miss Bennet and Miss Elizabeth to his dinner party. He was well enough acquainted with them to extend an invitation and considering that they were being courted by two of the gentlemen who would be attending, it would have been more than acceptable, almost expected for him to invite them. Colonel Fitzwilliam considered the possibility that they had been invited, and was eager to be sure that such an invitation had not been made, as he had no desire to be in company together with both Miss Elizabeth and Miss Rowland.

Thus, when Darcy returned from the park, he found Colonel Fitzwilliam with Bingley in his library. A few minutes after Darcy had he entered the room Colonel Fitzwilliam asked, "who may we expect at dinner this evening, Darcy?"

"Your parents, Mr. and Mrs. Fitzwilliam, Miss Rowland, Mr. and Mrs. Hurst, Bingley, Miss Bingley, yourself, myself, and Miss Darcy. Mrs. Annesley will be dining with some relatives of hers." Colonel Fitzwilliam was satisfied, then Darcy said, "why do you ask?"

"I was just surprised that you did not invite the Miss Bennets."

Bingley's interest was piqued as if the thought had never before occurred to him.

Darcy maintained his composure and offered by way of explanation, "I am not acquainted with their aunt and uncle."

A look of understanding crossed Colonel Fitzwilliam's features and he replied, "I am not surprised you would not wish to admit them into your acquaintance."

"It is too late now, in any case," added Bingley.

Soon it was time for dinner and Darcy, together with Georgiana and Bingley made ready to greet the guests. The Hursts and Miss Bingley arrived first. Then, the Earl's family arrived. When everyone had been greeted and introduced, dinner was served. When the men rejoined the ladies after dinner, Darcy noticed that Colonel Fitzwilliam went directly to Miss Rowland's side. Darcy joined them, hoping to temper his cousin's attentions to the young lady. This, of course, drew Miss Bingley to them as well. Soon the four of them were conversing amiably. Miss Bingley was not pleased by the attention Miss Rowland was showing to Mr. Darcy and she soon began to stake her claim. Miss Rowland, for her part, was amused by Miss Bingley's jealousy and was only encouraged to increase her attentions towards Mr. Darcy in order to incite Miss Bingley further. Darcy would have been amused by the spectacle before him if he had not been the object of the obvious tension between the ladies. He was always thinking of Elizabeth, but at this moment, he was reminded of her unaffected manner and her generous nature, she would never behave in the manner in which these two well-bred ladies of fashion and fortune were now conducting themselves.

In an effort to draw Miss Rowland's attention, Colonel Fitzwilliam asked her, "how did you enjoy your excursion this morning to the Kew Estate* Miss Rowland?"

"Very well, thank you, sir. The gardens were quite beautiful. There were so many exotic plants from all over the world. It is amazing what grows in some places. Have you been there Mr. Darcy?"

Darcy was stirred from his meditations on how much Elizabeth would enjoy such an excursion. "I took Miss Darcy there two years ago. We enjoyed it very much."

"Oh yes," chimed in Miss Bingley, "it is a lovely place. Mrs. Hurst and I made a visit there last season. But I must say, we were quite fatigued by the time we had walked over most of the grounds. I hope the walking was not too much for you Miss Rowland."

"Not at all. Mrs. Fitzwilliam and I were able to pace ourselves so that we were not fatigued at all. I believe we were too caught up in the beauty of the scenery to be thinking of our own comfort. It is pleasant to be able to enjoy so much natural beauty while in town. It reminds me of being at home in the country on my father's estate in Devonshire."

Colonel Fitzwilliam was, at that moment, called upon by his brother to settle a point of contention between himself and Mr. Hurst and he reluctantly left Miss Rowland's side. Darcy was glad to see it, but was not as happy to be left alone at the mercy of the two young ladies.

Scarcely acknowledging the colonel's departure, Miss Bingley continued, "Yes, there is nothing like a country estate for natural beauty. Although I have traveled little in Devonshire, I must profess a preference for Derbyshire. I have never seen a lovelier country."

Miss Rowland gave Darcy a knowing smile, which he did not acknowledge, and then said, "is your family's estate in Derbyshire, Miss Bingley?"

Miss Bingley colored a little bit before answering, "No indeed, my brother's estate is in Hertfordshire. We spent several months there last year. What a wretched place. I have been encouraging him for some time to give it up and settle in Derbyshire."

"But Hertfordshire is closer to London, surely you would consider such a convenient distance an advantage."

"The distance from town to Derbyshire is nothing to me. I have made the journey several times. I could have no objection to being well settled in Derbyshire. It is certainly infinitely more preferable to the neighborhood in which Netherfield is situated. The increased distance is but a small sacrifice to make for the benefit of superior society."

Both Darcy and Miss Rowland comprehended that Miss Bingley's idea of being well settled in Derbyshire contemplated Pemberley as her home rather than any house her brother might purchase. Darcy remembered his conversation with Elizabeth about a similar topic, and smiled to himself, as he considered her words, "Where there is fortune to make the expense of traveling unimportant, distance becomes no evil." Miss Rowland caught his eye and, thinking he was as amused by Miss Bingley's obvious implication as she was, smiled back.

"And what did you find so objectionable about Hertfordshire?" asked Miss Rowland, returning her attention to Miss Bingley.

"I have never been surrounded by a more tedious group of people. They were, all of them, so absorbed in their petty concerns. I am sure I have never been suffered to endure the society of such an unfashionable, distasteful lot. I was never so happy to leave a place in my life as I was upon our removal from Hertfordshire."

"All of them? That is a rather sweeping condemnation. I cannot speak of the society in Hertfordshire as I have never been there, but you were also there, were you not, Mr. Darcy? Do you agree with Miss Bingley's assessment?"

"Not at all. Most of the society was tolerable, and I found some of them to be quite pleasant."

"Oh yes," cried Miss Bingley, "we cannot forget the lady of the fine eyes, and such an excellent walker, I dare say she would do very well at the royal gardens Miss Rowland."

"Fine eyes?" asked Miss Rowland, looking at Darcy, who had colored slightly at the reference.

He made no answer and Miss Bingley, having sufficiently amused herself, moved on to another topic. Miss Rowland was disappointed at not learning the identity of the woman referred to by Miss Bingley. It had not occurred to her that there might be someone out there that Mr. Darcy admired.

Soon after, Darcy issued a general petition for some music and appealed to Miss Bingley to play first. Although the prospect of being left alone with either of the two ladies was not particularly appealing to Darcy, he preferred the company of Miss Rowland to Miss Bingley. Darcy was a bit disappointed when Colonel Fitzwilliam, anticipating that Miss Rowland would soon be playing and wishing to escape the conversation of his brother and Mr. Hurst, offered to turn pages for Miss Bingley. Although he was happy to escape having to do so himself, he could not approve his cousin's motivations. Miss Bingley, who had been hoping Darcy would turn the pages for her, was likewise disappointed in the colonel's offer.

After Miss Bingley and Miss Rowland played, Mrs. Hurst and Mrs. Fitzwilliam each played briefly, and then Georgiana gave a short performance. Darcy was delighted with his sister's playing. She was becoming more comfortable playing for others, and he was pleased. He did not like the idea of forcing her to perform against her will, but she had to accept that certain things were expected of her and once she was out she would not be at liberty to decline requests for her to play while in company.

The card tables were soon placed and Darcy again felt obliged to follow his cousin who immediately sought out Miss Rowland's company. Miss Bingley managed somehow to join their table. Due to the even number of people, Darcy was cognizant that Georgiana would have to play, and he had hoped to secure a seat for her with himself, for her comfort, but his plan was foreclosed by Miss Bingley's eagerness to be near him. The Fitzwilliams and the Hursts sat down together, and Darcy was pleased to see that Georgiana was at least able to sit with her aunt and uncle who were joined by Mr. Bingley. Darcy noticed Miss Bingley's smile in consequence of seeing Georgiana and Bingley sitting at the same table, and he avoided any sign of acknowledgment of her conspiratorial glance in his direction.

On Saturday, Darcy again visited the park on Gracechurch Street. After he waited for over half an hour and Elizabeth had not appeared he feared that she might have taken her walk before breakfast. He could not resign himself to another disappointment and was resolved to remain until she emerged. At length however, he could stand it no longer and he was about to rise and go home, crestfallen and disheartened, when the door to the Gardiner house opened and Elizabeth emerged holding a child with each hand. The manservant followed and closed the door behind him. He was surprised to see that she was walking without her sister. As usual, seeing her pleased him, warmed him, and raised his spirits. The disappointment of the day before melted away. All of his concerns were temporarily forgotten as he lost himself in watching her. He considered, not for the first time and not for the last, how happy her continued presence would make him.

Darcy's bench was in a secluded part of the park and somewhat hidden from view, while allowing a view of most of the park from where it was situated. This had heretofore allowed him to observe Elizabeth without being detected. On this occasion, however, he noticed Elizabeth's eyes turn in his direction at one point. He was not sure whether she had perceived him until she rested her gaze on him, her face registering surprise and embarrassment. He simply looked back at her unabashedly, with his slight smile and bowed in acknowledgment. This shared look lasted only the briefest moment until Elizabeth was distracted by the antics of her young cousins. When she was able to return her attention to the bench, a few seconds later, Darcy was gone. She looked around the park, but perceived no trace of him and she began to consider that she might have imagined having seen him.

This exchange in the park gave Elizabeth something entirely new to think about. She had already accepted it as a foregone conclusion that Darcy would soon overcome his attachment to her and that it had probably already been accomplished. She had dismissed what had happened between them as an unfortunate event in her past that could not be too soon forgotten. But now, she realized that if Darcy had been there, there could be only one reason for it. He had come because of her. She began to reconsider her previous notions that he could not possibly still love her. For continued affection could be the only reason to account for his behavior in coming to the park. That he could still love her was a bit troubling to Elizabeth. She was gratified by the possibility that he could still love her and wish to be as near to her as circumstances would allow, after everything that had passed between them. These thoughts evoked feelings of gratitude and respect for what his behavior said about the depth of his regard, and for his constancy. She was impressed by his apparent ability to forgive her all the petulance and acrimony of her manner in rejecting him, and all the unjust accusations accompanying her rejection. But the suspicion that he might still love her could not give her pleasure, and it only evoked compassion for his situation and further self-reproach on her part.

These thoughts caused her to reevaluate her reasoning for his having stayed away rather than joining his friends in their visits. If he had come to the park to watch her, then his avoidance of her company could not be attributable to a lack of desire to see her. If he was still desirous of seeing her, she could only attribute his failure to do so to an unwillingness to make her uneasy. His consideration of her feelings in that regard was remarkable. From what Colonel Fitzwilliam had said, she believed that Darcy was aware of his cousin's suit and realized that Darcy must have known how difficult for her meeting both of them together would have been. If he still loved her, he must have been most eager to attend the visits in which his rival was courting her. Then she was more confused as she reflected that it was Mr. Darcy himself who had sent that very rival to ask for her hand. Nevertheless, he had put aside any desire to see her and to observe her interaction with his cousin either to protect her from embarrassment or out of respect for her decision, or perhaps both. She could not but appreciate this sign of his consideration for her feelings.

When Elizabeth returned the house, she found time for a private discussion with Jane before dinner, and she told her sister that she thought she had seen Mr. Darcy in the park. Jane agreed that if that be the case, he must still be in love with her. Elizabeth continued to tell her sister about her feelings in response to this possibility and Jane's singular act of listening and caring served to soothe Elizabeth significantly.

On Monday morning, Mr. Bingley and Colonel Fitzwilliam called again at Gracechurch Street and again went for a walk in the park with the Miss Bennets and Miss Lucas. Their visit was a pleasant one, enjoyed by all. As they were walking out, Mr. Bingley began to speak animatedly of his evening with the Darcys. He spoke of having renewed his acquaintances with Colonel Fitzwilliam's parents and brother and sister in law. Then he spoke of having met Miss Rowland. In his description of the young lady, Mr. Bingley gave his companions to know that he considered her an ideal match for his friend, Mr. Darcy. Elizabeth was surprised by the disturbance of her own feelings at this suggestion and looked expectantly at the colonel when Mr. Bingley applied for his corroboration of the compatibility of the two people in question. Elizabeth discerned that Colonel Fitzwilliam also appeared uncomfortable by the suggestion, but answered with composure that she was a fine young lady who could possibly meet even his cousin's high standards, but that Darcy would not take kindly to any matchmaking on his behalf.

Bingley continued to speculate on the relative feelings of the gentleman and the young lady towards each other. He confessed that he had never seen Darcy show any signs of interest in any young lady in the past, and went on to describe the various ways in which Darcy had appeared to make every effort to make himself agreeable to Miss Rowland on Friday evening.

The thought of Mr. Darcy moving on would have relieved Elizabeth were it not for her having recently been convinced of his constancy to herself upon seeing him in the park. But because she had seen him in the park, and drawn certain conclusions about the meaning of his presence there, she was baffled by his behavior. She questioned that he could be showing marked attentions to another woman so soon after having proposed to herself. Such behavior did not speak well of his honor nor of the depth of his feelings for her. Particularly in light of the passionate manner in which he had proposed. He had declared his love for her so ardently and had described how it had endured many months of struggle, with such emotion as made such a quick and thorough recovery from it, such as to be courting another within but a few weeks, seem unlikely. Darcy's behavior, as described by Bingley, could not but shed doubt on the strength of Darcy's former declaration.

Being familiar with his manner, she knew that for Darcy to exert himself in social intercourse as Bingley described could only be attributed to strong feelings for the lady to whom those exertions were directed. This would be particularly true when the expression of his feelings need not be tempered by any disparity in situation between himself and the young lady receiving his attentions. It had been different with her, but then Mr. Darcy had been struggling with his feelings, and he would not have wanted to make apparent his regard for someone so inferior to himself. With a woman of such standing as Miss Rowland he would have the freedom to let his feelings and intentions be perceived. And she knew all too well, that if Darcy did not have intentions of that nature, he would not be showing such attentions to the lady.

When calling Mr. Darcy's honor into question, she considered that her vehement rejection of him would have gone far in quelling his affection for her, and that perhaps he was not courting one woman while still loving another. After all, she could not expect him to pine away for her forever. But then why did he appear in the park near the home of her relations and so far from his own home? why had he apparently been watching her and smiled so when she noticed him? This new information only caused Elizabeth further confusion. If he did not love her, why did he come to the park to see her? and if he did love her, then why did he seem to admire another? If her rejection of him had prompted him to make a match of convenience, then he need not behave so uncharacteristically towards the young lady as Bingley described. She could comprehend him continuing to harbor feelings for herself, and she could likewise comprehend his not acting on them given the nature of her rejection and his cousin's suit. But the only way she could reconcile his attentions to this Miss Rowland was to surmise that he no longer loved her, which was not in accordance with his appearance at the park. Then, the most despicable possible solution occurred to her. Perhaps he was awaiting the success or failure of his cousin's suit and wished to have Miss Rowland's regard secured pending its outcome. But she quickly dismissed the idea, she could not think so ill of him, and she instead remained in a state of doubt and confusion regarding the enigmatic Mr. Darcy. Little did she know how close her idea was to being right, but about the wrong man.