Chapter 3 WIP

Here is Chapter 3 of my WIP that is a Pride and Prejudice variation where Elizabeth meets Mr. Bingley first, as Jane and Mr. Darcy are both away. If you have not read the previous 2 chapters, here is the link to Chapter 1. Now, on to Chapter 3, where we finally see the arrival of Mr. Darcy.


Chapter 3

Elizabeth made every attempt to remain calm as she waited for Thursday’s dinner, which Mr. Bingley and his family would be attending. She kept telling herself that it was far too early to have formed an attachment to the gentleman, but she looked forward to his coming, anyway, as it would be a pleasant diversion.

She was also eager to meet his two sisters, brother-in-law, and his friend, if he had returned. She wondered whether they would all be as agreeable as Mr. Bingley. She hoped and expected they would be.

Elizabeth was slightly disappointed, then, when he sent word early in the day that his sisters and brother-in-law had to return to London unexpectedly, and his friend had not yet returned. He expressed his regrets, but assured them he looked forward to dining with them.

On Thursday, Mrs. Bennet repeatedly checked on the meal Cook was preparing. She wanted everything to be perfect, for certainly Mr. Bingley would form an attachment to one of her daughters. Both Kitty and Lydia claimed that he had likely found one of them completely irresistible. Lydia, however, continued to insist that he would be more suited for her if he were to wear military attire.

Elizabeth merely smiled at the folly of her two sisters, grateful that her brief, prior meeting with the young man had been kept from them all.

That evening, Mr. Bingley arrived and was ushered into the drawing room where the Bennets were gathered, waiting expectantly. Elizabeth was pleased when she observed how he was steadfastly polite in the midst of Kitty’s and Lydia’s silly antics and her mother’s foolish outbursts. The conversation was all about Netherfield, what changes he might want to make, and whether he was pleased with the neighbourhood.

“I shall not make any changes until I determine whether I want to purchase it.”

“Oh!” exclaimed Mrs. Bennet. “You will definitely wish to purchase it, for our neighbourhood is one of the finest in all of England.”

Mr. Bingley chuckled. “I am certain it is,” he said, as he looked at Elizabeth and smiled. “I have met a good number of the families here, and everyone seems…” Bingley paused and a finally added, “delightful.”

Elizabeth gave her head a slight shake as the thought crossed her mind that he was much like Jane in that he seemed pleased with everyone and everything. You could not ask for a finer quality than that in a gentleman.

“It is a shame your family could not join us tonight,” Mrs. Bennet said, looking quite dejected. “What could they have to do in London that would draw them away from here?”

Mr. Bingley’s mouth twitched, and he said, “They were sorry to leave and wanted me to express their deepest regrets to you.” He shrugged. “My sister and her husband have a home in town and something needed their immediate attention.” He shrugged his shoulders. “They needed to see to it directly.”

“Oh, but certainly they did not…” Mrs. Bennet began, but Elizabeth interrupted her.

“Oh the joys of owning and maintaining a home,” Elizabeth laughed. “Shall they return shortly, do you think?”

A wide smile appeared on Mr. Bingley’s face. “I believe they shall return in a few days, as well as my good friend. I think… I hope they shall be here in time for the Meryton Assembly.”

“Oh, you must write them directly and insist they be here in time for that. I know they will enjoy it immensely!” Mrs. Bennet declared.

“How can they not?” Lydia asked incredulously. “With all the music and dancing.”

“And all the food!” Kitty added.

Lydia looked pointedly at their guest. “Do you enjoy dancing, Mr. Bingley?”

“I do, very much!”

“Oh, wonderful!” exclaimed Mrs. Bennet. “We have enough daughters to keep you dancing the whole evening.”

“Mother,” Elizabeth said. “I am certain Mr. Bingley will wish to dance with other young ladies in the neighbourhood. We are not the only ones for him to choose from.”

“I shall insist on dancing with each of your daughters,” Mr. Bingley assured Mrs. Bennet as he looked at each one. “If they will be so kind to accept.”

“Oh, but Jane is not here,” Mrs. Bennet lamented. “I do not think she will make it back in time for the Assembly.”

“Jane? Would that be your eldest daughter who is from home?”

“Yes,” Elizabeth said, with a knowing smile. “She has been in the Lake District with our aunt and uncle.”

“She was expected back by now,” Mrs. Bennet said, “but we recently received news that they have been delayed in their return. Such a pity. I know you would like her. Everyone says she is quite the prettiest young lady in the entire neighbourhood.”

Kitty and Lydia rolled their eyes at their mother’s claims. Elizabeth, however, readily recognized her sister’s beauty and looked upon it with no hard or jealous feelings. There could be no two sisters closer than she and her elder sister, and none kinder than Jane. She wholeheartedly agreed with her mother’s assertions, and believed Jane was at least five times prettier than herself.

The conversation continued as they moved into the dining room for dinner. They talked about the Meryton Assembly and the people of the neighbourhood, while Mr. Bennet seemed to enjoy talking with their guest about the joys and pitfalls of home ownership and property management.

Mr. Bingley proclaimed several times throughout the meal how delicious it was, which greatly pleased Mrs. Bennet. Elizabeth was certain this was an exaggeration on his part, for to her it was nothing exceptional, but she attributed his praise to the kind of man he was – kind and gracious.

When Mr. Bingley finally left that night, Elizabeth was confident that everyone approved of the young man. While her two youngest sisters claimed that he was amiable and certainly attractive, it appeared their infatuation with him had lessened. Elizabeth attributed it to the news that soon the militia would be coming to Meryton and a young man in uniform was more to their liking. Her other sister, Mary, rarely said anything about the desirability of a young man, but agreed he was certainly a fine and respectable addition to the neighbourhood.

That night, as Elizabeth lay in bed, she thought back to the evening. Mr. Bingley was certainly a fine young man. She could not find a single fault with him, but the thought kept reappearing that her heart was not yet touched. “It is best,” she said softly. “I barely know him.”

She curled up under the coverlet, wrapping her arms about her bended knees. “He is handsome and respectable, everything a young lady would want in a man,” she said. “But…” She could not shake off that thought, or even finish it.

 *~*~*

 Netherfield – Two Weeks Later

 “I am so glad you have returned, Darcy!” Bingley exclaimed. “I thought you had left me for good. But I will have you know I have thoroughly enjoyed getting to know my new neighbours!”

“I am certain you have,” Darcy replied drearily. “That surprises me not one bit, but you are the new neighbour, not them! I am sure everyone in this little country neighbourhood lavished you with their gentility and hospitality. Far better for you that I was not here to hinder you in your pursuit of country acquaintances.”

Bingley let out a huff. “Between you and my sisters conveniently having business taking you all back to town, I only hope no one was the wiser.”

“I am certain they were not. They are all likely simple folk with simple country manners.”

“I have enjoyed every new acquaintance I have made.” An odd smile appeared, and Darcy shot him a questioning look.

“I have seen that look before, Bingley.” Darcy crossed his arms at his chest. “If I can trust my intuition, I would say you have met a young lady for whom you now think you have a grand affection… again!”

His friend’s smile widened. “I have! Miss Elizabeth Bennet is wonderful, Darcy! She is witty, intelligent, clever, and quite pretty.

“As were all your previous affections.”

“No, she is different!”

“Of course, she is,” he replied with little enthusiasm. “I shall reserve my judgment until I meet the young lady in question.”

“And you shall! There is an assembly on Saturday.”

Darcy brought his fingers up and rubbed his forehead. “An assembly? In this neighbourhood?”

Bingley nodded. “I am quite looking forward to it.”

Darcy clenched his jaw and fisted his hand. His friend was too eager to throw himself into the life of this neighbourhood and possibly into the life of one of its ladies. He did not want to discourage his friend, but neither did he want to boost his already heightened delight. “You certainly do not expect me to go, Bingley.”

“I do, and I expect my sisters and Hurst to go, as well.”

“They will not be happy attending such an affair.”

“What of you?” Bingley stood in front of his friend and propped his hands on his hips. “I know you dislike being in places where you know few people, but remember when we were at Cambridge? You remember the favour you always asked of me?”

Darcy drew in a breath. “That was a long time ago.” He turned quickly away. “This is different.”

“Yes, it is, as this time I am asking the favour of you.” Bingley looked down at his feet, and then glanced back up. “I know this is a simple country neighbourhood, but I want you… I ask you to join me at the assembly.”

Darcy muttered, “I shall consider it. When do you expect your sisters and Hurst?”

“They arrive on the morrow.”

“Have you informed them of this assembly?”

Bingley shook his head. “No, not exactly. I requested that they return by Friday, but did not tell them why.”

Darcy began to rub his jaw. “Bingley, you know what they thought about your taking this house. I cannot imagine they will want to attend an assembly held in a neighbourhood such as this.”

“Well, I am tired of everyone’s complaints. I am perfectly satisfied with the house, its grounds, and even its neighbours.” He grew silent for a moment. “I only wish Caroline and Louisa had not decided to return to London when the Bennets had invited us for dinner. I knew what they thought about having to dine with them, and I was quite put out.”

“You wanted them to meet these Bennets because of the young lady?”

A smile again appeared.

Darcy took a seat and indicated his friend to take one, as well. “All right, Bingley. Tell me all about her… this Miss…”

“Miss Elizabeth Bennet!” Bingley hurried over and sat down. “I met her when she was out walking and I was riding up Oakham Mount to get a bird’s eye view of the land around Netherfield, as we had discussed ought to be done. My horse startled her, and she fell into the mud.”

Darcy dropped his jaw. “Goodness, Bingley! She was out strolling in the mud?”

“Well, certainly you recollect how much rain we had received. She had been just as eager to get out and walk as you were to get out and ride back to London!” he replied and laughed.

“Who was with her?”

“No one; she was alone.”

Darcy looked at his friend incredulously. “No one was accompanying her?”

“Now, I can see what you are about, Darcy, but I found her adventurous spirit quite endearing.”

“Imprudent, if you ask me.” Darcy shook his head, as he was not impressed with this young lady. “Those are not the manners of a well-bred and refined lady, Bingley. You need to take care in a neighbourhood such as this.”

“Wait until you meet her. I have never met anyone so delightful.”

“I have heard you say that before,” Darcy grumbled. “What are her connections? Who is her family, and what fortune do they possess?”

Bingley shrugged. “Mr. Bennet owns a manor on a small estate. They have several servants, and while they do not have a grand fortune…” His voice trailed off as he caught his friend’s expression of disapproval.

“I doubt she would be considered suitable, Bingley.”

“No, my friend, trust me. I honestly believe you will think highly of her.”

“I shall reserve judgment until I meet her, but I hope you have not paid her any particular attention. A lady from this neighbourhood is likely desperate to marry a man of fortune and will interpret any such attentions as a sure sign of his attachment.”

“Have no fear. She has three sisters and I treated them equally the same.” A sly smile appeared. “Except, of course, when we came down from Oakham Mount.” He looked at his friend earnestly. “She was…” Bingley paused and merely sighed.

“Delightful is how you described her, I believe.”

“Yes, you shall see. Wait until you meet her, and that will be at the assembly… on Saturday.”

“As you have said.” Darcy let out a frustrated breath. “So be it.”

 *~*~*

On Saturday afternoon, the Bennet ladies hurried to ready themselves for the Meryton Assembly. While this was an event that Elizabeth usually looked forward to with a reserved enthusiasm, today she found herself filled with eager anticipation. She credited it all to Mr. Bingley.

She took extra care with her dress and hair, asking Sarah to help her weave some flowers through her upswept curls. She looked at herself from every angle in a mirror, adjusting her sleeves, bodice, or anything else that she felt could use improvement. When she was at last satisfied, she went downstairs and joined her father in his study.

“You are not going to accompany us this evening?” Elizabeth asked.

He looked up from his book and frowned. “You know I take no delight in these affairs where the women all compare themselves and their dresses to one another, and the men stand about trying to make idle conversation and look engaged.” He shook his head. “No, I shall be perfectly content to remain here, reading in peace and quiet.”

Elizabeth smiled, already knowing her father’s thoughts on assemblies.

“And you, Lizzy? Are you looking forward to a dance or two with Mr. Bingley?”

Elizabeth’s eyes shot up, and she felt a blush warm her cheeks.

“Ah, just as I have suspected all along. Ever since seeing the two of you come down from Oakham Mount that first day he came to Longbourn, I have had my suspicions.” He wore a sly smile.

“You saw us?”

“Oh, yes. I was quite amused with how you both feigned unfamiliarity with each other when you were first introduced.” He let out a chuckle. “I assume you did not want your mother to know you had already encountered him on your walk as you were quite covered in mud when you arrived home. I was amazed at how quickly – and pleasingly – you tidied and cleaned yourself up.”

Elizabeth looked down at her clasped hands. “His horse startled me when I was trying to jump over a mud puddle. I did not want Mother to know that Mr. Bingley had seen me in such a state. She would have been quite displeased with me.”

“So I suspected.” Mr. Bennet leaned back in his chair and began tapping the table. “And I suppose you also did not want her to know you had already met him for she would likely have you married – in her mind, at least.”

Elizabeth nodded. “Yes, just as Jane did not want Mother to know about her beau.”

Mr. Bennet looked confused. “Jane has a beau? What news is this?” He clasped his hands and looked up at his daughter.

“Did I not tell you about the contents of her letter to me? Mr. Bingley’s unexpected appearance must have made me quite forget that you wanted a report of what she wrote.”

“So Jane has a beau?” He leaned forward on his elbows, his bushy brows lowered over his eyes.

“According to Jane, he is a very fine gentleman, the son of Aunt and Uncle Gardiner’s friends. He is the main reason they delayed their return.” Elizabeth’s shoulder rose as she drew in a breath, and she watched for her father’s reaction.

Mr. Bennet pressed his lips together and brought his clasped hands up to his chin. “This is significant news, Lizzy. Imagine that! My two eldest daughters entertaining the notion that a gentleman they have just met might be the one who captures their hearts.” He looked back up. “Does Jane know of your Mr. Bingley?”

“He is far from being my Mr. Bingley, Papa, but yes, I did write to her to tell her about him. I truly cannot say that he is everything I want in the gentleman who will one day be my husband. I hardly even know him.” She gave a slight shrug of her shoulders. “But I am more than willing to find out.”

“He seems to be a friendly and polite enough gentleman, to be sure,” Mr. Bennet said with a nod. “I cannot say that he has your intelligence and wit, Lizzy, but then, like you, I have not spent a great amount of time with him.”

“I appreciate your candour, Father. Mother would not be so cautious in her opinions if she had a notion of anything between us.”

“Then it shall be our secret, Lizzy, until you are certain.”

“I appreciate that.” They both sat silently for a moment.

“I understand his friend has arrived, and possibly his sisters, as well,” Mr. Bennet said.

“I hope they are as agreeable as he is.”

“No reason why they should not be,” he replied.

“Girls! Girls! Hurry along! We do not want to be the last ones to arrive!”

At the sound of her mother’s shrill voice, Elizabeth sent her father a resigned look. “I must leave you now. Enjoy your evening, Father.”

He nodded and smiled. “I know I shall. Now, get along, and I hope you enjoy yours.”


Chapter 4

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    • Glynis on June 16, 2017 at 2:21 am
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    Well, I hope Darcy manages not to offend Elizabeth this time. But I’m a little concerned about Bingley’s regard so let’s hope Jane returns soon so he can transfer his affections and she can maybe forget her other beau??? Whatever, he cant have Elizabeth because she has to be with Darcy.

    • Kathleen Fagan on June 16, 2017 at 5:04 am
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    What an interesting start. I can not wait for the next chapter, but I do so hope Darcy’s manners are better this go around.

    • Vesper Meikle on June 16, 2017 at 7:27 am
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    I do hope that this will be a Elizabeth and Bingley, I haven’t read one of those.

      • Sandra Fillmer on June 17, 2017 at 3:22 am
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      I disagree. Bingley’s personality is too mild and persuadable for Elizabeth. She would eat him up in one conversation. Bingley is too sweet. Elizabeth’s personality would swallow him in one bite, she needs someone with iron and resistance. I like that this is so different and will be a moment to moment experience. Good job.

    • Meg on June 16, 2017 at 7:56 am
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    Interesting complications to to the relationships of the eldest Bennet sisters and their admirers. I look forward to seeing how Mr Bingley and Mr Darcy deal with their conflicting emotions over Elizabeth and Jane.

    • Carol hoyt on June 16, 2017 at 8:33 am
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    Interesting .
    Somehow I have never pictured Elizabeth and Charles together.
    can’t wait for the great meeting between her and Darcy!

  1. Sounds like Darcy will dislike all the Bennets – especially one he envisions as a muddy hoyden. I like Bingley having an early backbone and Mr Bennet being observant of what is going on outside his study. Will keep lurking as new chapters are posted! Just finished rereading “Something Like Regret” – another story worth owning!

    1. Where did you find that story?

      1. It is available on amazon, plus others probably – not an ebook. I bought my copy in 2012. cheers, dave

          • Kara Louise on June 17, 2017 at 7:13 pm
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          This was my self-published book that was picked up by Sourcebooks and the title was changed to “Only Mr. Darcy Will Do.” (I had to laugh when you said you were reading ‘Something Like Regret’ as there probably aren’t too many copies of that around now. 🙂

            • Sheila L. Majczan on July 14, 2017 at 1:58 pm
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            I have it with that title, also, Dave.

    • Daniela Quadros on June 16, 2017 at 11:42 am
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    What will happen when Darcy and Lizzy meet each other? I hope she changes her mind quickly about any romance with Bingley because the idea of these two together just gives me the creeps! Looking forward to more.

    • Kara Louise on June 16, 2017 at 12:11 pm
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    Thanks all! It’s fun to read your comments – what you want and don’t want, hope for and not hope for. You’ll have to wait and see. 🙂

    • Kathy Wallace on June 16, 2017 at 1:07 pm
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    I cannot see Elizabeth and Charles as a couple. She would be hanged for the murder of him and his sisters within six months of marriage.

  2. This is so interesting!! I’m sure that Mr. Darcy will make his renowned remark at the assembly, and then we shall see how Mr. Bingley and Elizabeth get on! 😉

    Plus, I have noticed that Bingley has not yet called Elizabeth “an angel”–that moniker must be reserved for Jane when she arrives.

    Thank you for a lovely chapter!!

    Warmly,
    Susanne 🙂

    • Carole in Canada on June 16, 2017 at 6:28 pm
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    ‘What a joke!’ as Lydia would say! I can picture Darcy being struck dumb by the presence of Elizabeth and then will wonder how he can win her over without offending Charles. Time for Jane to show up! Oh what a tangled web you are weaving Kara!

    • Jennifer Redlrczyk on June 16, 2017 at 7:54 pm
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    Im enjoying this different path. That is as long as the right parties end up with the right partner. Can hardly wait for more as I love all of your books.

    • Mpf2741 on June 24, 2017 at 12:19 am
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    Great story. Good reading.

    • Sheila L. Majczan on July 14, 2017 at 2:00 pm
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    As others have said, this is going to be very interesting. I am wondering if Darcy insults her again as he knows Charles finds her delightful. But then we are waiting also for Bingley’s reaction to meeting Jane. How will he balance the attraction to both sisters without feeling like a heel? Thanks for this chapter.

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