Tom shook his head. “My apologies, but you will have to explain that.”
“It means she is not indifferent to me, and I have hope of succeeding if I stay my course.”
“I had no doubt you would succeed,” Tom replied.
“Yes, you did.” He lifted his mug. “To success,” he said before taking a large draught of his ale.
“To success,” Tom repeated. However, his mug was empty, so the toast was not so effective as it could have been.
[from His Sensible Heart, Touches of Austen book 6]
He had not had much in the way of wealth and worldly possessions when they had first met, but she had known, to the depths of her soul, that it was only a temporary state for him. She had always believed he would be a great success, and from what she had seen today and had heard since she arrived in Bath, her assessment had been correct. He was a success and would continue to be so.
Oh, to be a part of his life and cheer him on to further greatness as his wife! Her heart still cried for what had been lost. It ached with its desire to be the lady at his side. But how could she be? Why would a gentleman who had been so wronged ever wish to be tied to the very family who had threatened to deny him of his profession?
[from His Irreplaceable Belle]
Elizabeth placed her hand on Darcy’s arm and allowed him to escort her from their supper box and toward one of the numerous paths in Vauxhall Gardens. The vast number of people that filled the supper boxes and paths was astonishing, and then when the torches were lit, and the orchestra was playing while waiters scurried back and forth making certain that all in attendance were happy, it was nearly overwhelming. She had heard stories of this place, but until now, she had never truly imagined its grandeur.
Darcy drew Elizabeth closer to his side as they strolled. “Are you enjoying yourself?”
“Immensely.”
[from Unravelling Mr. Darcy]
Rycroft drew in a deep breath and released it as Georgiana took his arm. She looked up at him with a brow raised and a scolding look. “Do not,” he said.
“Do not what?” She fluttered her lashes and smiled sweetly.
“You know very well, but since I must clarify, do not chide me. I know I have insulted her once again and must apologize, although I doubt she will forgive me.”
Georgiana hugged his arm tightly. “She will if you are sincere. Miss Mary is quite agreeable and sweet.”
[from No Other Choice]
“You knew she was behind me?” There was a bit of venom in Darcy’s whisper.
Fisticuff might not happen in the garden, but Bingley was not certain he was going to survive this bit of trickery without some damage to his person.
[from Mr. Bingley Plans a Ball]
