Lady Catherine inspects the household of the new Mrs. Collins January 13, 1811 Charlotte had now been married a month and was quite as satisfied with her situation as she had ever dared hope to be. If her husband was not the pleasantest of companions, there was only one of him, and any man, not …
Category: Diana Birchall
Lydia and Lady Catherine: A Battle in Venice
In the sultry days of early September the Darcys were wanting to leave Venice, where the heat hung dome-like and heavy over the muddy canals. Lord Byron mentioned a country villa he and Shelley knew about, in Este, near Padua, a twenty-five mile carriage journey from Venice. It was on high grounds with beautiful gardens …
Birth in Venice by Diana Birchall
Lady Catherine de Bourgh was used to being well served. Therefore when she was awakened by the unaccustomed spectacle of her bedchamber filled with sunshine from a sun already fairly high in the sky, she was startled. Why, it must be past nine o’clock. Where was her maid? No one had come to pull back …
Letters from Venice
Many changes had come to Longbourn since the day on which Mrs. Bennet had got rid of her two mostdeserving daughters. Once she would have protested that with all her daughters married, she would have nothing else to wish for, but the reality was something different, and Mrs Bennet had perhaps more complaints now …
Bloom Where You are Planted – Lydia Blooms in Venice by Diana Birchall
August was hot in Venice, as might have been expected, and the Darcy party sat outside in the garden, fanning themselves and taking some comfort from the shade offered by the olive and persimmon trees. There was no coolness to be derived from the canal below the terraces of the Palazzo Mocenigo, as no breeze …
Lydia in Venice Part Two: Rebirth and Regeneration
There was a silence following Lydia’s announcement. She looked around questioningly, from her sister and Mr. Darcy, to Lady Catherine de Bourgh, all of whom sat as if frozen. “Why, what is the matter? You act as if I said something queer. I only said that Lord Byron is my child’s father,” she protested. Elizabeth …
Lydia in Venice: Rebirth and Regeneration
Mrs. Darcy looked concerned as she seated herself at the breakfast table and sought her husband’s eyes with her own. “Mercy, what a night,” she murmured. “I am past apologizing for my sister.” He put his hand over hers. “My only concern is that you should feel discomfited, my love. Please do not, on …
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