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a little with a gust of wind. “Will!”
“Always, always pay attention, never let go of the reins. Now, how do you slow your mount or regain control when it is startled?” He spoke sternly but his lips were twitching. “Mrs. Darcy?”
“You are not to be distracted.” She murmured while grasping her reins tightly and staring straight ahead.
Darcy’s smile grew as he watched his now determined student. “Not when it comes to protecting you.”
SAMUEL RODE UP the drive and as expected, found his father seated on his horse, staring out over the estate. Judge Darcy did not even look away this time. Father and Son sat together in companionable silence for several minutes until Samuel spoke.
“I saw Richard this morning. He rode with me into Lambton. I was disappointed that he did not stay longer.”
Judge Darcy nodded. “Yes, he said that his time is short and he had to get on if he is to return to his post on the appointed date.”
“That is what he said, but he rode north, not south.”
“Did he?” The judge nodded. “I wonder if he has made a decision.”
“To give up his commission? Do you think that is the right decision?”
“I am not the best judge of that.” He looked to his son who smiled. “He is a very good man who carries a heavy burden.”
“I think that he is going to see William.”
“I do, too.” Judge Darcy drew in a breath and blew it out. “And then we will see.”
“HOW ARE YOU COMING ALONG, Georgiana?” Elizabeth joined her in the parlour, finding her sister surrounded by work baskets full of baby clothes in various stages of completion and decoration.
She looked up and sighed. “How did everything become so muddled?”
Laughing, Elizabeth sat down and looked at the mess. “I think that it was because we were stuck in that carriage and you could not spread things out.”
“I have too many projects started.”
“You will certainly have time to finish them.” Elizabeth picked up one little gown. “I like this.”
Georgiana looked up. “Oh, you can see the difference between my first flowers and the last.”
“You certainly can, you are improving all of the time.” Rooting in the basket, Elizabeth found the gown that she was decorating and quickly set to work. “This will be the best dressed baby that was ever born, and we will certainly have many gowns to give to the poor house.” She looked out at the drive when the crunch of wheels on the gravel was heard. “Oh dear, another one. Poor Fitzwilliam!”
“Another neighbour?” Georgiana peeked out of the window and drew back when the three men exiting looked up.
“When we stopped in at The King’s Arms for the cider, we were largely regarded as strangers passing through on a post coach, but then when the coaches all departed and we remained, I am afraid that we drew curiosity, and outright questioning.” She smiled. “They do not hesitate to ask your business here.”
“But it is a busy town!”
“Oh they do not mind the strangers, but if one is actually living here, now that it s a different story! Oh my, everyone certainly knows that Fitzwilliam is the absent landowner of Sommerwald now. I suppose that it was bound to happen, first Mrs. Duncan orders meat and then we dared to stick our noses into the village.”
“I will remain out of sight.” Georgiana said quietly.
“We will do our best to keep your identity at least a secret, but your condition . . . I am afraid that is just a matter of time. I am sorry.”
“I understand, thank you for trying.”
They looked out at the carriage. “We must be running out of the local gentry by now. Poor, dear man. He was not happy to have our peace disturbed at the inn, we were having such a lovely time.” Elizabeth sighed. “But he has no choice, does he? They are paying their respects to the house. I suppose that we would have
“Always, always pay attention, never let go of the reins. Now, how do you slow your mount or regain control when it is startled?” He spoke sternly but his lips were twitching. “Mrs. Darcy?”
“You are not to be distracted.” She murmured while grasping her reins tightly and staring straight ahead.
Darcy’s smile grew as he watched his now determined student. “Not when it comes to protecting you.”
SAMUEL RODE UP the drive and as expected, found his father seated on his horse, staring out over the estate. Judge Darcy did not even look away this time. Father and Son sat together in companionable silence for several minutes until Samuel spoke.
“I saw Richard this morning. He rode with me into Lambton. I was disappointed that he did not stay longer.”
Judge Darcy nodded. “Yes, he said that his time is short and he had to get on if he is to return to his post on the appointed date.”
“That is what he said, but he rode north, not south.”
“Did he?” The judge nodded. “I wonder if he has made a decision.”
“To give up his commission? Do you think that is the right decision?”
“I am not the best judge of that.” He looked to his son who smiled. “He is a very good man who carries a heavy burden.”
“I think that he is going to see William.”
“I do, too.” Judge Darcy drew in a breath and blew it out. “And then we will see.”
“HOW ARE YOU COMING ALONG, Georgiana?” Elizabeth joined her in the parlour, finding her sister surrounded by work baskets full of baby clothes in various stages of completion and decoration.
She looked up and sighed. “How did everything become so muddled?”
Laughing, Elizabeth sat down and looked at the mess. “I think that it was because we were stuck in that carriage and you could not spread things out.”
“I have too many projects started.”
“You will certainly have time to finish them.” Elizabeth picked up one little gown. “I like this.”
Georgiana looked up. “Oh, you can see the difference between my first flowers and the last.”
“You certainly can, you are improving all of the time.” Rooting in the basket, Elizabeth found the gown that she was decorating and quickly set to work. “This will be the best dressed baby that was ever born, and we will certainly have many gowns to give to the poor house.” She looked out at the drive when the crunch of wheels on the gravel was heard. “Oh dear, another one. Poor Fitzwilliam!”
“Another neighbour?” Georgiana peeked out of the window and drew back when the three men exiting looked up.
“When we stopped in at The King’s Arms for the cider, we were largely regarded as strangers passing through on a post coach, but then when the coaches all departed and we remained, I am afraid that we drew curiosity, and outright questioning.” She smiled. “They do not hesitate to ask your business here.”
“But it is a busy town!”
“Oh they do not mind the strangers, but if one is actually living here, now that it s a different story! Oh my, everyone certainly knows that Fitzwilliam is the absent landowner of Sommerwald now. I suppose that it was bound to happen, first Mrs. Duncan orders meat and then we dared to stick our noses into the village.”
“I will remain out of sight.” Georgiana said quietly.
“We will do our best to keep your identity at least a secret, but your condition . . . I am afraid that is just a matter of time. I am sorry.”
“I understand, thank you for trying.”
They looked out at the carriage. “We must be running out of the local gentry by now. Poor, dear man. He was not happy to have our peace disturbed at the inn, we were having such a lovely time.” Elizabeth sighed. “But he has no choice, does he? They are paying their respects to the house. I suppose that we would have
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