Now it’s Mr. Bingley’s turn!
October 7, 1811
In a few days Mr. Bingley returned Mr. Bennet’s visit, and sat about ten minutes with him in his library. – Pride & Prejudice
Five days had passed since Mr. Bennet had called on Mr. Bingley at Netherfield Park. The delay in returning the gentleman’s call was a result of the number of visits the gentleman had received from his neighbors. It appeared that there was not a man in the county who had not traveled down Bingley’s drive for the purpose of welcoming him to the neighborhood. In fact, there were so many callers that it had necessitated a postponement of his journey to London.
In deference to rank, Bingley had first to pay a call on Sir William Lucas. It was at Lucas Lodge, where he was graciously received by the recently knighted gentleman and his wife that Bingley understood the truth of Mr. Bennet’s assertion that every mother with an eligible daughter was already sizing him up for his wedding suit. The Lucas’s undiluted determination to have him as a son-in-law prompted several awkward exchanges. By listing every talent possessed by Miss Charlotte Lucas, Lady Lucas had succeeded in embarrassing her eldest daughter as there was a hint of desperation in the recitation of her accomplishments. It was an exercise repeated at the homes of Mr. Long, who had two nieces, and Mr. Eaton, who had two daughters and a niece. Although Mr. Garvey had neither daughter nor niece, he did have a female cousin who would be eager to come to Hertfordshire. Mr. Bingley need only ask.
After several visits with neighboring families, Bingley was looking forward to calling on Mr. Bennet at Longbourn as it would make for a nice change. During visits with his neighbors, people deferred to him with a reverence usually reserved for members of the aristocracy—a display he found discomfiting. There would be no need to stand on ceremony with Mr. Bennet.
There was another reason for the visit to Longbourn. Due to the absence of family and friends, Bingley found Netherfield Park as dull as the king’s speech to Parliament. Of course, things would improve once his sisters and Darcy arrived from London. In the meantime, he would enjoy the company of a man who dropped bon mots as readily as a tree shedding autumn leaves.
Once seated in Longbourn’s library, Bingley was not disappointed. Disarmed by Bennet’s wit and charm, Bingley admitted that he had hoped to catch sight of the Bennet daughters as he had been told by his butler that the Bennet sisters were particularly handsome, possibly the most handsome ladies in the shire. Bingley was not averse to being surrounded by a bevy of pretty faces.
“Indeed, they are,” Mr. Bennet answered without embarrassment, and when he saw Bingley’s smile, he continued, “You think I am bragging, Mr. Bingley, but I am not. My Bible compels me not to hide my lamp under a bushel.”
“I am happy to hear that the reports are accurate.”
“Yes, it is common knowledge that my wife presented me with five handsome daughters. And as such, you have my permission to marry whichever one of the girls you choose. However, I should point out that Jane, as the eldest and the prettiest, merits your attention, but my second daughter, Elizabeth, has something more of quickness than her sisters.”
“Apparently, with regard to your daughter Elizabeth, the apple does not fall far from the tree.”
Mr. Bennet acknowledged the compliment with a smile. “As for the three youngest sisters, Mary, Kitty, and Lydia, to continue the apple metaphor, they need to stay on the tree a little longer—a little maturing will hurt none of them. As for catching a glimpse of my daughters, when you mount your horse, all you need do is look to the upper windows, and you will see five faces pressed against the glass. They are as curious about you as you are about them.”
Before taking his leave, Bingley explained that business would take him to London for several days, but when he returned, he would be accompanied by two of his sisters, his brother-in-law, and his friend, Mr. Darcy of Derbyshire.
“Is Mr. Darcy married?”
“No, sir, and he gives no indication of wishing to trade the title of bachelor for that of husband. As he is the son of a noted member of the gentry and the grandson of an earl, if he were to look for a wife, it would be amongst ladies of his own rank.”
“Of course,” Mr. Bennet said, acknowledging the obvious. “After all, this is England. We cannot have mingling of classes, although I daresay it would produce a more intelligent upper class if it did happen.”
Not knowing how to respond, Bingley quickly added, “Darcy is of a taciturn nature and can be awkward amongst unfamiliar company. I shall warn you that he can appear aloof.”
“Then let him come to the assembly. We shall make him welcome.”
“Sir William Lucas has already extended the invitation. It will be my job to see that Darcy actually attends the dance. No easy chore there.”
“See that you do, Mr. Bingley. At every dance, there are ladies in need of partners, and if he can keep time to the music, he will be a welcomed addition to our little community.”
Outside, Mr. Bingley mounted his horse, and in doing so, stole a glance at the upper window. As predicted, there were at least four faces framed in its panes, including one fair-haired beauty, and this brought a smile to his face. He had a weakness for golden-haired maidens.
She must be the eldest Miss Bennet, Bingley thought and remembered that Buttons had been particularly generous in his praise of Jane Bennet’s beauty and temperament. It seems the butler did not exaggerate.
As he turned his mount in the direction of the gate, Bingley touched the brim of his hat to acknowledge that he had seen the daughters. The ladies, now giggling, hurried away from the window.
“An excellent start to my time in the country. There will be no shortage of dance partners,” Bingley mused. As he made his way toward Netherfield Park, another thought occurred to him: If Darcy had seen the ladies at the window, he would not have approved.
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Mr Bennet tells it like it is! I’m glad Bingley seems to appreciate that, and that he caught a glimpse of Jane. I wish him good luck in getting Darcy to the Assembly and even more getting him to dance? 🙂
Thanks, Glynis. Appreciate the comment.
I like this Mr. Bennet as he teased Bingley. They shall be good company for each other. Bingley lost his father and Bennet will be a good influence on him… maybe.
Thank you for commenting. I think Mr. Bennet as Mr. Bingley’s father-in-law would put him at his ease.
Like Glynis and J.W., I’m really enjoying your rendition of Mr. Bennet! You’ve captured his wit perfectly. And yes, Darcy wouldn’t have approved of the Bennet sisters’ decision to look out the window (I’m assuming Mary was the missing fifth, but who knows, maybe Kitty was having a coughing fit at that moment). Of course, Darcy has yet to learn that, sometimes, what we most need in life doesn’t fit into that neat, proper plan we’ve imagined for our future! Thanks for sharing this glimpse at the untold story of Bingley’s visit to Longbourn!
Hi Christina. Thanks for your comment. So glad you are enjoying my Mr. Bennet.
This cracks me up!!
“After all, this is England. We cannot have mingling of classes, although I daresay it would produce a more intelligent upper class if it did happen.”
Love it!!