A lovely guest reviewer has pointed out numerous mistakes in this chapter. Here is the edited version.

Previously: Miss Bingley spewed tea all over Elizabeth after Darcy announced their engagement.

The entire group froze at the unexpected and unladylike display from Miss Proper herself. Elizabeth stood covered in tea that had previously been inside Miss Bingley's mouth. Bingley and Georgiana were stupefied. The Gardiners and Hursts were aghast. And Darcy, well Darcy was raging mad, that is until his fiancée busted out laughing.

Everyone turned to Elizabeth in confusion, why was she laughing? Shouldn't she be furious? Elizabeth, however, found the situation hysterical and could not hold in her laughter. Mrs. Gardiner was the first to join her in her mirth. Looking at the situation it was actually quite funny.

A jealous fortune hunter spews tea on her dream husband's future wife. Soon, everybody in the group, including Darcy, with the exception of Miss Bingley was laughing. Miss Bingley herself did not know whether to be furious or intrigued. She should be mad that she was being publically laughed at, mad that she had just made such an unladylike display, but she also had to wonder how Miss Eliza could laugh at this while covered in her tea. The debate between rage and interest was quickly over when the group continued to laugh.

Her rage boiled over and she could no longer hold her tongue. "What are you laughing at?" Turning to Elizabeth, "You, who do you think you are. Do you realize who Darcy is? No? Well, I shall tell you then. He is one of the most sought after bachelors of the ton. Who are you to think that you have any right to be here? You are just a country nobody and he is merely infatuated with you. If he were in his senses then he would see that you have nothing to recommend yourself with.

"Who is your family? Yes your father is a gentleman, but what about your Aunts and Uncles? I hear that Mr. Gardiner is in trade. What of your accomplishments? You ramble through the woods and you read? You cannot play the pianoforte, you cannot draw or paint tables, you do not speak French, you do not walk with and air or grac-"

"I think that Lizzy is quite accomplished."

This came from the small and quiet Georgiana Darcy. "My brother has told me that she plays the pianoforte quite well and he never exaggerates. Lizzy is the most intelligent woman I have had the pleasure of being acquainted with, that is surely an accomplishment. As for lack of languages, I do not think my brother is marrying her so he can speak to her in French. If she wants to learn, then when she is my sister I will be more than happy to help teach her," she was gaining her confidence.

"My brother already has a house full of painted tables, he does not need any more but if Lizzy wanted to paint tables I have no doubt that she would do a fine job. As for her relations, I do believe that they are some of the sweetest people that I have ever met. I do not care if Mr. Gardiner works in trade, he is a fashionable and respectable man, and I do recall that your family fortune was made in trade as well. Lizzy and Mrs. Gardiner have been nothing but kind to meet since the second I had the pleasure of making their acquaintance, which is more than I can say about you," Georgiana stated boldly. "Do you have any other complaints?"

Miss Bingley, along with Darcy, Bingley and the Hursts were standing there gaping like fish while Lizzy and the Gardiners had a proud smile on their faces. Miss Bingley was the first to regain her voice. She squared her shoulders and raised her chin before speaking,"Yes, her younger sisters' behavior. It is horrendous; I could not tell you if they knew a thing about propriety," she sniffed.

"I do believe that we are speaking on honest terms now, correct Miss Bingley? Good, I shall continue that. I could say the same thing about you that you just said about Lizzy's younger siblings. You have just publicly insulted her and her family without a second thought, you spit your tea all over her without an apology, you cling to my brother like a magnet and ignore all of his not so subtle hints that he is not, nor will he ever be interested in the like of you, need I go on?"

Miss Bingley did not reply, instead she turned and walked back towards Pemberley. She turned around after a few steps and addressed her brother. "I believe I will tell my maid to repack my things and be on my way to London at the earliest convience for town has much more to entertain." With that she walked back towards the house without looking back again.

"I believe I must apologize on behalf of my siser," Bingley said in somewhat astonished tone. "However, I believe I should go with her to chaperone and then I shall ride on to Hertfordshire, where I have just been informed an angel has been longing for my presence. I shall leave to go get everything in order for our journey." He tipped his hat and walked briskly back towards Pemberley. The Hursts made their excuses, mentioning that they would join the Bingleys on their journey back to London before following Mr. Bingley albeit at a much slower pace.

Once the Hursts had left, a still stunned Darcy turned to his little sister, the one that was just a litlle girl only yesterday. Now when he looked at her, he saw a grown woman who was gaining her confidence. She had grown up right in front of his nose. "Who are you and what did you do with my baby sister."

"She learned a thing or two from her future sister," Georgiana replied, going to hug Elizabeth. Darcy started to tear up as he watched the two females that he loved embrace one another even though they had only known each other for a few days. Georgiana released Elizabeth only to go and grab her brothers arm and drag him towards Lizzy and embraced them both at once.

The Gardiners, while knowing that this was improper, stood silently off to the side watching the unofficial new family have a very special moment. His was proud to think that he would soon refer to that young man as nephew.

When the group pulled apart, Lizzy noticed that she had gotten tea all over the younger girl. "Dearest Georgie, I have gotten tea all over you gown, I am afraid that I need to return to the inn to change. I should also have a letter from Jane soon, I have been waiting for it to come for a few days and was hoping to see it today."

WIth that, the party made its way back to the grand home and called for the carriage. Georgiana said her farewells and went in to change her gown. Darcy stayed outside as he would accompany the Gardiners back to the inn before escorting them back to Pemberley for dinner. While they were waiting for the carriage, Lizzy could not help but look around her at the place that she was soon to call home. It was truly magnificent, not just the house but the grounds as well. She foresaw many rambles on the paths, around the gardens and through the woods of the estate in her future.

Upon her arrival back at the inn. Lizzy went to her room to change while the Gardiners entertained Mr. Darcy. Upon changing into a suitable dress for dinner she went down to join the others, giving the Gardiners time to dress without leaving Mr. Darcy on his own.

Once seated across the table from Mr. Darcy, Lizzy glanced down to see that the post had come for the day. She glanced up at Mr. Darcy, seeking his permission to read her letters in his company. He quickly nodded with a smile on his face, hoping that maybe one day she and Georgiana would share the same type of relationship that she did with Jane.

While scanning through the first one she sighed and smiled and all seemed well until her brow furrowed at towards the middle. By the end of the letter she look scared, snatching the next one off the table and tearing it open. Darcy was immediately worried knowing the level headedness of his intended. It must be grave indeed.

He stood and walked to her chair as soon as the first tear left her eyes. In a second she was in his arms crying openly, while he knew that this was improper, her feelings were more important to him than propriety. When she finally began to settle down, he pulled back and tried to meet her gaze. She seemed to be lost in thought, only snapping back to the real world when he addressed her. "Whatever is the matter my dearest?"

Just with those simple words, she looked ready to cry again, but being the strong woman that she is, she held it back. "It is Lydia," she managed to choke out. She took a few deep breaths before trying to continue. "She had run away, eloped," she turned away from him not wanting to see his reaction, "with Mr. Wickham."

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