Category: Wordless Wednesday

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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I love all the items that are in this painting. It gives one much to look at, doesn’t it? In chapter 6 of Protecting Miss Darcy, Georgiana is adding to the letter she is writing to her aunt.

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You do remember Mr. C from my last page of writing, do you not? I can now say that I not only suppose you would not approve of him but, with confidence, I can declare you would not. I must also say that his handsomeness fades with his forward actions. Upon arriving, he seemed relieved to see that we had not yet departed and wasted no time in dismounting from his horse and coming to my side.

[from Protecting Miss Darcy, Marrying Elizabeth book 6]

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“For me?” Georgiana cried. “I should think it would be very bad manners for me to come looking for assistance from a gentleman who was injured fetching me a flower to sketch.”

“Do not apologize again.”

“But if you had not tried to shoo that bee away from me…”

“I knew the risk.”

[from Protecting Miss Darcy, Marrying Elizabeth book 6]

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Don’t these “ladies” look as if they are ready for a picnic or afternoon of strolling and having tea in the garden?

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“You look perfectly content.” Alfred sat down beside her under the tree.

“I am. It was a lovely picnic.”

Chairs and tables were being loaded onto a waiting cart, while blankets which were not being used, were being folded and placed in a trunk that would be transported back to Ravincot in one of the Langley’s carriages when they all had had their fill of wandering the meadow and reclining under trees as they conversed.

“Are you planning to sit here and read until we leave?” Alfred asked.

“That was indeed my plan unless some other activity of greater interest caught my attention.”

“Would you like to walk with me?”

[from Protecting Miss Darcy, Marrying Elizabeth book 6]

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Alfred’s aunt, Meredith Langley, loves gardens and is always having improvements made to hers. I wonder which of these garden elements she might have in the garden at Ravencot?

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“The garden is best enjoyed from outside.”

“I was just out there,” Alfred replied. “What brings you to this room, Aunt?”

Meredith Langley crossed to stand next to her nephew. “You.”

“Me?”

His aunt nodded. “We have not yet had a good discussion about my son and his future bride.” Mrs. Langley sat down on the window seat so that she could also look out the window. “There is a pleasant breeze today, is there not?”

[from Protecting Miss Darcy, Marrying Elizabeth book 6]

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