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Mr. Darcy was feeling far more at ease. In recent days, he had observed Elizabeth in better spirits, eating with more appetite, and her eyes—those bright, expressive eyes—had regained their light.

She smiled more often now, and he suspected that knowing she had a better income to support her mother and sisters had brought her some peace of mind.

He felt quietly satisfied with all he had done on her behalf.

And yet, when he thought of the future, he found himself at a loss.

Mr. Darcy knew Elizabeth could not remain with them indefinitely.

So long as she was part of his daily life, he could neither seek a wife nor even consider courting another lady.

Any woman he met would inevitably be compared to her—and none could equal her intelligence, wit, or charm.

Or her beauty. Despite all he felt, he refused to admit that he was in love.

Surely, that foolish infatuation would pass…

or so he hoped. He would turn twenty-eight in a few months and understood it was time to marry and produce an heir.

While Mr. Darcy gazed absently out the window of the carriage, lost in doubt and guilt, Elizabeth's thoughts were far more cheerful.

She was planning all she wished to do once they arrived in London.

She hoped to have at least one free afternoon—and if Jane were in town, she might see her, even if only for a few minutes.

She knew they would reach London in about an hour.

Mr. Darcy intended to rest for a day before traveling to Kent.

Georgiana had already said she would spend the following afternoon with the Countess, and in the evening, they were to dine at the Matlock house.

Elizabeth hoped to use that free afternoon to visit her uncle and aunt—and perhaps even share dinner with them and her sister.

Glancing across the carriage, Elizabeth noted that Georgiana was asleep, and Mr. Darcy alternated between reading and gazing at the passing countryside.

She wished to bring up the subject of her visit, but knew Mr. Darcy was not always easy to approach.

She considered her words carefully. 'This man is so temperamental…

I must choose my approach wisely. If I annoy him, he could forbid me from visiting my uncle.

And once he leaves for Kent, I shall not be able to leave Georgiana alone, much less invite my relatives to Darcy House.

Hmm… I have an idea…' "Excuse me, Mr. Darcy," she said at last, indicating the book in his hands.

"May I ask what you are reading? I could not help noticing that it does not appear to have captured your full attention.

When I enjoy a book, I can lose myself in its pages for hours…

" "It is quite an interesting book, Miss Bennet.

In fact, I have read it several times," he replied.

"The truth is, I find it difficult to concentrate while traveling.

The jostling of the carriage and the sound of the horses make it hard to focus.

That is all." "I see… but you have not told me the title.

Of course, if it is a secret, I shall not insist. But I promise, if you tell me, your secret shall be safe with me.

" "A secret? Why would I feel the need to hide what I am reading from you?

" "Oh, perhaps it is a Gothic novel in which a handsome young man, rejected by a beautiful lady for lack of fortune, is later revealed to be the long-lost heir of a Duke," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Mr. Darcy laughed, genuinely amused. "I assure you, it is not a Gothic novel.

Though it does contain romance. A beautiful queen rejects every suitor, for she waits faithfully for her beloved husband to return from war.

" "Ah… does she, by any chance, unravel at night what she weaves during the day?

" "Yes, Miss Bennet. Now you know—I am readingThe Odyssey.

There is romance, certainly, but also adventure, war, and countless trials.

" "That was one of my father's favorite stories," Elizabeth said warmly.

"He used to read it to me when I was a child.

" "I remember. You mentioned that last week.

Perhaps that is what inspired me to read it again.

" "You are right—I was reading letters from my family at the time, sitting with Oscar.

" "Oscar… the stable dog?" "Yes, sir. I am very fond of him.

He is such a dear creature. I am glad to know Mr. Turner takes good care of him, and that you have allowed him to live among the other animals in the stable.

" Mr. Darcy explained that Oscar's first owner had been someone his mother had cared for deeply, and for that reason, he felt it his duty to take in the dog.

The conversation drifted pleasantly from books to pets, and both discovered their mutual love of animals.

When Elizabeth saw that Mr. Darcy was relaxed and engaging with her freely, she gathered her courage.

"Mr. Darcy… I hope you will not think me impertinent.

What I am about to ask, I do so with the utmost humility, and I shall understand if you find it inconvenient or unwise.

" "Please, tell me how I can help you, Miss Bennet," he said, noticing her nervousness and softening his tone.

"Sir, if it is not too much to ask, I would like to know if I might have a few hours free tomorrow afternoon.

I wish to visit my uncle's house and—if fortune smiles upon me—see my dear sister Jane.

" Elizabeth was so anxious she could not look him in the eye and, therefore, missed the smile that spread across his face.

"Georgiana and I had already discussed this and were going to mention it at dinner this evening," he said.

"But since you have brought it up, I shall tell you now.

My sister and I thought we would give you the day off.

We shall be at our uncle's house and dine there.

Tomorrow after breakfast, one of my coachmen will take you to your uncle's home and return to collect you the next day.

You must be back before noon—I leave for Kent at that time.

" "Oh, Mr. Darcy… thank you, sir, thank you so much!

" said Elizabeth, her voice trembling with emotion.

"I promise to return before noon and take the utmost care of Miss Darcy during your absence.

Well… I must finish this handkerchief for my mother.

My aunt will send it to her, and I know she will be pleased.

" She continued speaking excitedly, full of joy and anticipation.

Mr. Darcy could not stop smiling. Her happiness filled him with a quiet, inexplicable joy.

Her radiant eyes and bright smile stirred something deep within him.

"I am very pleased to see you so joyful, Miss Bennet.

I hope you enjoy your time with your family.

" "I shall—I am certain of it. And if I am truly fortunate and Jane is in London, I may see her, even if only for a little while.

The lady she works for is very kind, and I know she will allow me to visit her.

You know, sir, I love my sister, and I missed her very much…

" Elizabeth felt so happy that she wished to continue speaking, but she restrained herself, fearing that if she said another word, she might no longer be able to hold back her tears of emotion.

Mr. Darcy longed to tell Elizabeth that her sister was welcome at Darcy House—but he knew it would be best to keep her away.

A chance meeting with Mr. Bingley could complicate everything.

When Georgiana awoke, she was delighted to find her friend so happy.

She assured her not to worry about her and to enjoy every moment with her family.

At last, the carriage arrived at Darcy House at dusk.

All were exhausted, and after a light supper, they retired to their rooms. Elizabeth fell asleep with a smile on her lips, her heart light, and her thoughts full of hope for the following day.

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