I really doubt that Wes's room was either this small or this full of furniture, but the bed is close enough to the door for Wes to listen to a conversation just outside that door -- a conversation that starts like this:
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“Oh, Mr. Darcy!”
Wes opened one eye and peeked at the door to his room which was partially open. Was that Darcy at the door?
“Good day, Miss Lydia. How might I be of service?”
Apparently, Darcy was at the door. Wes groaned and rubbed his aching head. Two days in bed and the blasted thing still hurt – despite his mother’s best attempts to do him in with potions from the apothecary.
“I was wondering if you had any friends.”
Wes chuckled at Miss Lydia’s inquiry. He’d give anything to see Darcy attempt to not look offended at such a comment.
[from Persuading Miss Mary, book 4 in the Marrying Elizabeth Series]
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Confounding Caroline ~ Delighting Mrs. Bennet ~ Loving Lydia