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Well, the gentleman driving this wagon is definitely not as young and handsome as the fellow driving his aunt’s donkey carriage in chapter 12 of Protecting Miss Darcy. 😉

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They stepped to the side to allow a donkey carriage to enter Longbourn’s driveway ahead of them, but it did not. Instead, it came to a stop.

“Miss Lydia, Miss Kitty,” the handsome gentleman who drove the carriage said.

“Mr. Webb!” Lydia cried with delight. “We have not seen you in an age!”

“Indeed, it has been since last summer – very nearly a year.”

“And are you once again visiting your aunt?”

[from Protecting Miss Darcy, Marrying Elizabeth book 6]

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I thought today, since Alfred and Wes are going riding, that I would create a collage of possible vistas that they might have seen.

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“There is no one else,” Wes said. “I am afraid you are stuck with me.”

“Could you not entertain yourself?”

“I could,” Wes replied as they descended the stairs, “but what fun is there in that?” He stopped and turned to face Alfred who was a step behind him on the stairs. “You have been spending far too much time alone.”

“I enjoy spending time alone on occasion, and I have brought some books with me to study.” Not that he had put very much effort into studying them. He had opened all of them at least once and even read a paragraph or two from one of them.

“I thought we might ride toward Oakham Mount,” Wes said as he continued down the stairs.

“Where is that?”

“Do not fret. I have walked in that direction before.”

[from Protecting Miss Darcy, Marrying Elizabeth book 6]

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This is the sort of house where Richard and Lydia will make their home. I really like that this house has the same shape and seems to have the same number of windows across the front and along the side as one of my favourite historic homes (Uniacke Estate Museum Park) that I like to visit here in Nova Scotia. It makes it easier to imagine how the fictitious house at Beaumont Park might be laid out inside. However, we’re only stopping here for the night in our story before the characters continue on to Netherfield and Longbourn.

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“Oh, it is lovely!” Kitty said as the Darcy carriage drove through the gate and toward the house at Beaumont Park the next afternoon. “Lydia must be delighted to know this will be her home.”

“And you will not be so very far from her,” Georgiana placed an arm around her friend and leaned against Kitty so she could also peer out the window. “I have not been here in some time.”

“It has been at least five years,” Fitzwilliam agreed. “However, I do think we will be stopping here more often on our way to and from Pemberley in the future since someone will be living here. I see the work on the chimney Richard told me about has begun.”

[from Protecting Miss Darcy, Marrying Elizabeth book 6]

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Meet my visual inspiration for Miss Lily Langley. Now, who could blame Alfred for not being able to say no to such a sweet young lady?

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“You are correct,” Alfred said to Lorcan some thirty minutes later to while Georgiana and Miss Bennet strolled along the edge of the lawn while Lily chased her ball through the crochet field. “Netherfield’s library might be quieter. However, who would hold Lily’s baby while she played if I am not here?”

Lorcan laughed. “She has you completely in her pocket, does she not?”

“Completely,” Alfred agreed. Lily could ask him to do just about anything – such as sit properly on a blanket and hold her doll so that it would not feel lonely while she was playing with her brother – and he would do it.

[from Protecting Miss Darcy, Marrying Elizabeth book 6]

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While tomorrow’s discussion between Georgiana and her brother does not take place at a piano, but there are tears over old history.

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“I do not have a headache, Fitzwilliam,” she whispered when they had reached the corridor.

“Perhaps not now, but you always have one after crying.”

“I am not crying.”

“You are on the verge of tears. It is only a matter of time.” He smiled gently at her. “Now, tell me what has you concerned about the season.”

[from Protecting Miss Darcy, Marrying Elizabeth book 6]

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