In this stunner of a chapter we again find ourselves in a carriage, but this time it's with the sisters fully reunited and on their way to Longborne.
Full of the unsought advice of relatives? Ready to be at home with your actual favs and your comfy pants? Lizzie Bennet is too, y'all.
You traveling this holiday? Lizzie Bennet too. Got relatives telling you which highways and byways and coaching inns are best? Yr girl Liz is in the same spot.
Join us for the what lies the wake of Darcy's thrilling bombshells.
Wherein Darcy unburdens himself in an epistle to the girl who won't have him. He's fine--thanks for asking! It's only 8am and he's only been lurking in the park waiting for Lizzie to chance by for a little over an hour. He's fine!
And here it is friends--the moment you've been waiting for--THE PROPOSAL!
Ever find yourself on a country ramble when the object of your ire and distain just happens to also ramble your way? No? Just us?
You know how sometimes you build a narrative around someone you maybe like, and then they totally mess it up for you?
Is Lizzy a hedging sarcastic wit punching up at her social better while he (meaning Mr. Darcy himself) is meeting her in earnest and vulnerability?
Happy Belated Birthday Jane Austen--nobody does it better.
We're still at Rosings waiting on what Mr. Darcy's gonna do when he finally appears.
