“I shouldn’t wonder,” Henry said, with a laugh.
Darcy went to her and put his arm about her shoulders. “Would you mind very much having a sister?”
Georgiana looked from one to the other and then a broad smile creased her face. “Oh, you haven’t…you aren’t…”
“Elizabeth,” Darcy said, almost pompously, though with a touch of pride, “has consented to become my wife.
Georgiana flew to Elizabeth and hugged her. “Oh, I am so pleased. I thought I had spoiled it all, being so naughty.”
“You very nearly did,” her brother said. “Now, I think it is time we all retired. We should leave for Longbourn in a day or two. That includes you, Bingley! There is much to do.”
Georgiana went dutifully and was followed by Henry and Bingley. Alone once again, with all the things that had divided them safely disposed of, Elizabeth and Darcy spent a few delectable moments in each other’s arms before they reluctantly drew apart. Although they were impatient to consummate their love, both knew it would not do. “Three weeks, and you’ll be my wife,” he said, kissing her goodnight outside her bedroom door. “Not a moment longer.”
THE END
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