Page 36 of Compromise & Consequence
“Regardless, it was less than ideal.”
“Everything about this, Mrs. Darcy, has been less than ideal. I am of a mind that given your candor in front of Mrs. Gardiner, she is aware of most things.”
“She is, Lady Matlock.”
“Then, she will not be surprised if I introduce you to your sister?”
Elizabeth dared smile.
“No, she will not.”
“Mrs. Darcy, may I introduce you to Miss Georgiana Darcy.”
“Good afternoon, Miss Darcy. I am pleased to meet you, even under such trying circumstances. I have heard nothing but goodthings about you from everyone.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Darcy.”
Elizabeth could barely hear her; the voice was so soft.
“Miss Darcy, I would also like to introduce you to Mrs. Edward Gardiner. Mrs. Gardiner is aunt to my cousins and also my closest friend, next to my cousin Jane Bennet.”
Elizabeth took stock of her new family members. While Lady Matlock, seemingly at ease with Aunt Madeline, dominated the conversation, Elizabeth carefully watched Miss Darcy. She recalled the one time she had a conversation with Mr. Wickham, his derision of the young lady. He had hinted quite strongly that she was proud and aloof but from what she could tell the poor girl was terrifyingly shy.
“Miss Darcy, I heard from quite reliable sources, that you enjoy playing the pianoforte.”
Life sparked in Georgiana’s eyes. Bless Miss Bingley. At last, she was good for something.
“I do. It is somewhat of a passion of mine.”
“How delightful. As much as I love music, I am not terribly proficient.”
“But William wrote more than once how much he enjoyed your playing and singing.”
Elizabeth drew back in surprise.
“He did?”
“Oh, yes! If you knew my brother, he was almost profuse in his praise. He has never done that before.”
Miss Darcy’s eyes widened as though she realized she’d shared something she should not have. Elizabeth laid a hand over hers.
“Fear not, Miss Darcy. I will not tell him that you spokeof this. I am sure you are aware of the hasty manner in which we came to be married and I would never have you feel uncomfortable in my presence.”
Through all this, Lady Matlock had watched, as did Aunt Madeline.
“Mrs. Darcy…” Lady Matlock paused, “May I call you Elizabeth?”
Startled, she nodded while saying, “I would be honored.”
“Then you must call me Aunt Lucinda.”
“My lady—” she stopped at the teasing frown Lady Matlock bestowed on her, “Pray, excuse me… Aunt Lucinda. You barely know me. I do not want you to offer something you may have to retract.”
“I have navigated the shark-infested waters of thetonfor many years. At times, it is exhausting. The one skill I have honed like a fine blade is the ability to see who has true class and manners. You, my dear, have them in spades. I will be more than happy to sponsor you and introduce you to other ladies who hold my esteem.”
“Thank you.” Elizabeth glanced toward Aunt Madeline for support, who gave her a smile and a small nod of the head. “I do not wish to go against my husband’s express wishes and ask that you relay your interest through him.”
“Stubborn. He can be quite stubborn,” Lady Matlock muttered with a quick look at Georgiana. “Well, my dear, I am tired of waiting for William to initiate our official first meeting. Shall we invite your new sister for tea?”
