Wordless Wednesday – Page 23

The Butterfly (John Henry Dolph)

The Butterfly by John Henry Dolph [Public domain] via Wikimedia

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Darcy shook his head and took a proper sip of tea instead of attempting to inhale the liquid. “No, I was just wondering if Mrs. Bennet ever reads the paper.” He pulled back from the table in surprise when Oliver landed near his plate.

“You are not allowed on the table,” Bingley scolded, scooping up the kitten before it could scamper away.

[from Loving Lydia, book 3 of the Marrying Elizabeth Series]

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Confounding Caroline, book 1 ~ Delighting Mrs. Bennet, book 2

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The Letter, Alfred Stevens

Alfred Stevens [Public domain] via Wikimedia Commons

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“Does Charlotte know of your betrothal?” She (Lady Lucas) looked at Mrs. Bennet without waiting for Elizabeth’s reply. “I am sending a letter tomorrow. I do it twice a month you know. It is dreadful and yet not so very much to have one’s daughter so far removed, although she is not so far away as some will be.” She paused only long enough to take a quick breath. “Will you be remaining at Netherfield, Mr. Bingley?”

[from Loving Lydia]

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Playing Kittens (John Henry Dolph)

John Henry Dolph [Public domain]; via Wikimedia Commons

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“Did I tell you I acquired a kitten for Miss Bennet?”

Darcy blinked and looked at Bingley. “You did what?”

“Before I left town, Miss Bennet was telling me about a cat she once had but that had run away during a storm. She seemed to miss it a great deal, so when I arrived, I sought out Sir William and inquired if he knew where I might find a grey tabby cat. As luck would have it, he knew precisely where I might find one.” Bingley lifted the drapes out of the way and scooped up a kitten. “This is Oliver. He has yet to learn not to push vases off tables.”

[from Loving Lydia]

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A Joyous Christmas

Victorian Christmas Card via The Old Design Shop

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He was home. Never to leave again. He was exactly where he was meant to be. Here. With her. Until the frost fairies never returned to paint another windowpane in winter. Or perhaps even longer.

[from Frosted Windowpanes, A Touches of Austen Novelette]

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Victorian Christmas Card

Victorian Lady in Pink Christmas Card via The Old Design Shop

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“Mrs. Thompson.”

She looked up at him from where she sat near the hearth in the sitting room. “Have you spoken to Amanda already?”

He nodded. “I have. You will wish to take her home where she can recover from her disappointment in the comfort of familiar surroundings.”

[from Frosted Windowpanes, A Touches of Austen Novelette]

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