Preparing for the Release of “Where There’s a FitzWILLiam Darcy, There’s a Way”

Preparing for the Release of “Where There’s a FitzWILLiam Darcy, There’s a Way”

I know I have been excessively quiet regarding my upcoming JAFF release. In truth, I had hoped to have it ready by mid-August, but now it is looking closer to mid-September for its release, for I am doing a rewrite of the ending. However, I thought it time for a teaser, which you will find below. The premise behind the story is Mr. Bennet has passed after a riding accent, which, ironically, occurred on the same day as Darcy’s failed proposal at Hunsford Cottage. Darcy has time to shove his letter of explanation in Elizabeth’s hands before she rushes away to pack to return home, but he feels foolish for worrying whether she will accept his version of his involvement in Bingley’s separation from Jane and in Wickham’s tales of woe. He thinks never to see Elizabeth Bennet again. However, his aunt decides Darcy would be the perfect person to travel to Hertfordshire to assure Mr. Collins’s interests in Longbourn. The story involves Darcy taking an inventory of what must remain at Longbourn and what the Bennets may take with them when they vacate Longbourn, putting him in an awkward position, but his duty to Collins also allows Elizabeth to observe a different side of Fitzwilliam Darcy—a man of honor and loyalty. Will this allow them finally to come together or will Elizabeth’s reduced circumstances and her pride keep them apart?

Inheritance was a tricky situation during the Regency, especially for a woman and her daughters. Women rarely inherited property. Remember Mr. Bennet’s warning to his family: “When I am dead, (Collins) may turn you all out of this house as soon as he pleases.” A woman could inherit “personal” belongings such as, furniture, jewelry, clothing, moveable goods, etc. But that does not mean a woman could NOT inherit real property (meaning land, or what we now call “real estate”). After the death of a person owning property, an accounting of all the belongings within a household occurred—to compare what was previously recorded as being part of the inheritance and what was still available or what had been added since the last accounting. William Savage, who has a fabulous blog called Pen and Pension, wrote a recent article about “The Wealth of an 18th Century Butcher,” in which he listed all the items belonging to a butcher in Kent during the reign of Queen Anne. I will quote just a bit from the piece of what a man of trade owned. After reading these minute details, imagine an accounting of all Pemberley held, and then think upon Longbourn. How many books did Mr. Bennet own? What about the silver? The furniture? The sheets and pillow coats? Mrs. Bennet’s jewelry? Or the ribbons Kitty and Lydia shared? Quite a task. 

Take this inventory of the goods of a local butcher in Kent, one Thomas Burwash, who died in 1705. It begins like this:

Ane Inventary of all and singular the goods & chattels and credits of Thomas Burwash, late of the parish of Gillingham in the County of Kent, Butcher, deceased taken & appraised the 24th day of Aprill Anno Domini 1705 by Mathew Tilden of Gillingham aforesaid, yeoman, and John King of the same yeoman as ffolloweth vizt:

These are two local tenant farmers and were presumably either the executors of the butcher’s will or friends. They are going to go through Thomas Burwash’s house, room by room, listing what they found and assigning it a value for the purpose of obtaining probate from the consistory court of the diocese.

Inpri[mi]s (First) in the Best Chamber
his wearing apparel, purse with money: xx li (£20.00)

Item one ffeather Bedd and all its ffurniture: v li (£5.00)

Item 3 Chests and a base of drawers: i s vj d (1s 6d)

Item ½ a doz. of Leather Chaires: ix s (9s)

Item One looking glass and some Earthen ware: v s (5s)
Item 20 pair of sheets and 10 paire of pillow Coates: iv li xv s (£4 15s)
Item three Dozen of Napkins and Towells: i li ix s (£1 9s)

Now, enjoy this excerpt from Where There’s a FitzWILLiam Darcy, There’s a Way

Chapter One

(Note! This chapter has yet to be visited by my editors, so overlook any typos. LOL! It is not their fault.)

“I certainly will not return to Hertfordshire,” Fitzwilliam Darcy groused. “And most definitely not on Mr. Collins’s behalf.” The idea of seeing Elizabeth Bennet again so soon after her refusal of his hand was not to be fathomed.

He had been with her when Mrs. Collins had come running to bring Miss Elizabeth an express from Longbourn. Only moments earlier, he had met her at the gate where the grove edged the park and placed his letter of explanation in her hands. He had wanted more time to study her sweet countenance—time to memorize every feature to cherish when he considered giving his heart to another, but he had no more said, “I have been walking the grove some time in the hope of meeting you. Will you do me the honor of reading that letter?” before another called to her.

In what appeared to be panic, Miss Elizabeth had stuffed his letter into a pocket of her pelisse and turned away from him. “Pardon,” she murmured before moving off in the direction of the lane, which led fu rther from the turnpike road. With nothing else to do, he had presented her retreating form a slight bow, before turning again into the plantation without a proper farewell between them. It was only through his cousin that he had learned the express had come from Miss Mary Bennet, delivering the news of their father’s passing. The Collinses had received a similar letter from Sir William Lucas. Darcy had immediately extended an offer of his traveling coach for Miss Elizabeth’s journey, and his cousin had personally seen her off to Hertfordshire, while all Darcy could do was to stare out the window in the direction of Hunsford Cottage and say a private prayer for the quick healing of her heart.

He wished he had been in a position to rush to the Collinses’ cottage and offer Miss Elizabeth his comfort—to hold her until she had spent her tears and to whisper words of assurance that he would see to her care and her protection. However, he did not have the right, for he was the last man in the world whom she could ever be prevailed upon to marry.

“There is no one else,” Lady Catherine’s shrill voice dragged him from his musings. “Even if there was a decent inn in Meryton, and Mr. Collins assures me there is not, I cannot go. It would not be proper. Mr. Collins is my rector, not my relation. Moreover, I must interview those who wish to replace him. I cannot rush off to assure myself the Bennets do not take more from the estate than is their due.”

“Should that not be Mr. Collins’s responsibility? To secure his inheritance?” he asked with disinterest in anything but Elizabeth Bennet’s welfare. “The man has inherited the property. He should be the one counting the silver plate and examining the household books.” Darcy did not think he could bear viewing Miss Elizabeth brought low. He seriously doubted Mr. Bennet had dutifully provided for his family.

“Collins has agreed to stay on until I can find a replacement; therefore, I have promised to protect his interests in Hertfordshire,” his aunt said in that matter-of-fact tone she often employed.

Darcy shook his head, refusing to give in. “I still do not see how any of this becomes my burden.”

He waited. Counted to ten and ten more. Waited for his aunt to rap her cane upon the floor to express her displeasure. Waited for her outrage. Instead, she responded in what sounded of calmness, a fact that set Darcy’s equilibrium off balance. “You are correct: Collins is not your responsibility, but Anne is.”

Darcy’s frown deepened. It would be necessary for him to proceed cautiously, guarding his words, until he knew his aunt’s intent. When Lady Catherine spoke of Anne and him in the same sentence, he knew something was afoot. “How has Anne become my charge? If something were to happen to you, Matlock would assist his niece. Moreover, Anne is of age. My cousin may name her way if she so chooses.”

“Your idealism is your weakness, Darcy,” his aunt responded with a challenging lift of her eyebrows. “You believe Anne can find her way without a man to guide her.”

I will not entertain this conversation again,” he said stubbornly. “I adore Anne, but I will not marry her. We would not suit.”

“So says my daughter.” His aunt’s sudden change of heart had Darcy’s every nerve on alert. “Anne has begged for a Season, but I have been reluctant to agree. However, I might be persuaded to alter my opinion if—”

“If what?” Darcy demanded. Lady Catherine’s gestures and features were too amiable for Darcy to know ease.

“As you well know,” she began in what sounded of reasonable tones, “I am most attentive to my duties.” Darcy resisted the urge to roll her eyes. “I have made a promise to Mr. Collins to see him well situated in Hertfordshire.” In other words, his Aunt Catherine wished to brag to all those under her tutelage of her assisting Collins. “However, aiding my current rector, while employing his replacement would consume too much of my time. I could not oversee Anne’s entrance into society. Matlock’s countess has offered to introduce Anne at several events, but anyone who knows my sister-in-marriage knows she was never the most attentive mother. How can I expect Lady Matlock to tend to Anne’s delicate nature? I am one of the few people who know my daughter’s frangible side.”

As realization dawned, Darcy’s eyes narrowed. “You mean to make me the thief who steals away Anne’s opportunity for a Season,” he accused.

“Certainly not,” she protested, but Darcy noted the shift of her shoulders, as if Lady Catherine assumed an enviable position. “Anne is sensible enough to realize Mr. Collins’s future must take priority over a few balls and afternoon teas. After all, my daughter possesses no one depending upon her for his support. She has not known a day of labor.”

As much as Darcy despised his aunt’s manipulations, a part of him admired how easily she had assaulted his sense of honor. Lady Catherine knew he was incapable of denying those he loved, and he was excessively fond of his sickly cousin. “Yet I would imagine if I chose to oversee Collins’s interest, say for a month, you would feel comfortable in allowing Anne to claim a husband, who is not me.” He stressed the facts upon which they must still come to an agreement, for they both knew he would relent in such a matter. If Anne was not successful during the Season, he did not want Lady Catherine again to take up her pleas for him to marry his cousin.

“Naturally,” she agreed readily, having won her concessions. “Without worrying over Collins’s inheritance, I would have more time to devote to Anne’s comportment. It is not my wish to have my daughter leave me, but in the natural order of things, I possess no choice, but I consider it my duty to make certain a man who sees her only as an heiress does not turn her head.”

Darcy held his tongue. He understood Lady Catherine completely: His aunt wished Anne to marry a man her ladyship could control, just as she controlled Mr. Collins and all her tenants. Otherwise, the gentleman could banish her to one of the other properties, which were part of the De Bourgh inheritance, or to the dower house.

His aunt continued. Their negotiation was not over. “I would assume your cousin will require more than a month to claim success in Society.”

“Six weeks maximum,” Darcy bargained. “I have my own estate to which to attend. Naturally, you and Anne are welcome to spend longer in London, but you must have a replacement for Mr. Collins by that time or else your rector must name another to act in his stead. He has a father-in-marriage who has been knighted by the King. Sir William Lucas can assume the duties, or you might suggest another to Collins. I am certain your man of business could successfully oblige you.” The idea of spending more than a few weeks in the neighborhood with Elizabeth Bennet, especially as Wickham was still part of the Meryton militia, shook Darcy to his core. But perhaps his presence in Hertfordshire could convince Elizabeth she had judged him harshly. Although he knew there was no hope for them, he would prefer not to leave her thinking poorly of his character. “More importantly,” he emphasized, “I insist Anne should remain in the Capital long enough to discover a gentleman to her liking.”

“I suppose I can conduct my interviews while in London,” his aunt observed. Darcy instantly knew such was her intent all along. “And although Anne will know disappointment at losing your attention, she will recover. The newness of a Season should resolve any lingering doubts.”

Darcy wondered if Anne would be permitted truly to experience life in London, but all he could do would be to provide his cousin the opportunity to discover someone who would cherish her for herself. He would speak to his uncle and ask Lord Matlock to intervene with his sister once Lady Catherine and Anne arrived in London. Perhaps the earl could “encourage’ several suitors to seek out Anne.

“Then instruct Mr. Collins to draft a letter naming me as his agent. Also ask him to provide me copies of any correspondence he has received from Mr. Bennet’s man of business or solicitor since it became known that he was the heir to Longbourn. Meanwhile, I will contact Mr. Bingley regarding the use of Netherfield Park. You are correct: The inn in Meryton could only be termed as mediocre at best.” In addition, I am less likely to encounter Wickham if I am not in the village, he thought. “I must see to Colonel Fitzwilliam’s return to Town. I assume you do not intend to travel to London in the next few days.”

“Certainly not,” his aunt declared. “It shall take a sennight, at least, before we can depart. There is so much to do. Appointments for fittings. Making arrangements to stay at Matlock House or to let a house. Making inquiries of a suitable replacement for Mr. Collins.”

“In that case, perhaps Collins could forward me the necessary papers to Darcy House. Bingley should still be in Town, and I should speak both to him about the availability of Netherfield Park for my use and to Matlock upon your behalf when I return Fitzwilliam to his duties.”

“You mean to depart so soon?” she questioned.

“Mr. Roman should return with my coach later this evening,” he explained. “I will set a course for London tomorrow. Now if you will pardon me, I have much to accomplish.” Darcy did not wait for his aunt’s acknowledgement. His decision made, he anticipated the opportunity to look again upon Elizabeth Bennet. He had presented her his letter. Surely sometime between yesterday morning’s encounter and next week, when he would arrive in Hertfordshire, Miss Elizabeth would recognize something of his worth.

* * *

Elizabeth reread the note addressed to her in her father’s handwriting. It was typical of Mr. Thomas Bennet to have the last laugh. Even in death, her dearest “Papa” meant to vex his wife and family. Despite her continued tears, the idea made her smile.

She and her family lived on borrowed time. With the unanticipated death of her father, their treasured Longbourn now belonged to Mr. Bennet’s cousin, Mr. William Collins. It would be a few weeks before all the paperwork would be completed, but soon the estate would be truly “entailed away from her own children,” as her mother was so fond of saying during each bout of Mrs. Bennet’s nerves. So, in between their own fits of tears, she and her sister Jane had attempted to understand all the papers her Uncle Phillips had placed before them.

From what she could tell, there was not much they could consider their own. There had always been the promise of a son to secure the entail, but her mother had produced only healthy daughters. The one son the Bennets had sired had died two days after his birth. She, her sisters, and mother would be separated, becoming charity cases of loving, but financially-strapped relatives. As it was now, she and Jane would be placed with the Gardiners in London, in hopes they could each better find gainful employment in the Capital. Mrs. Bennet and Lydia would join Uncle Phillips’s household, while Kitty’s and Mary’s placement was still questionable. Uncle Gardiner knew of several teaching positions in schools in Bath and Liverpool and Winchester. If she and Jane could each claim one of those or the position as a governess or lady’s companion, then Mary and Kitty could reside with the Gardiners. The uncertainty had worn on Elizabeth’s frail composure as easily as the knowledge she would never again share an afternoon of quiet conversation with her father.

A light tap on the door to Mr. Bennet’s study brought Jane to their father’s private hideaway. “You wished to see me?” her sister asked. Jane’s lovely countenance displayed dark circles under her sister’s cornflower blue eyes. Too much crying. Too many worries. Too little time.

“Yes, I desire your opinion.”

Jane glanced about the room. “I see you have made progress.”

Elizabeth had been delegated the task of inventorying her father’s library and study.

“I cannot believe that awful Mr. Collins will have his greasy hands all over Mr. Bennet’s books. Your papa loved his books,” Mrs. Bennet had lamented more than once of late. “Sometimes more than he did any of us, with perhaps the exception of Lizzy.”

“How soon Mama forgets she once thought Mr. Collins would make you a fair husband,” Jane had sympathized when Mrs. Bennet’s words had found a target in the shape of Elizabeth.

With a shrug of indifference over what she could not change, Elizabeth returned to the task at hand. There would be more than enough time to worry over every cutting remark her mother had rained down upon her head once they were all settled elsewhere. “Yes, but I require your assistance with something I have discovered among Mr. Bennet’s books.” She retrieved her father’s note from a copy of Shakespeare’s Much Ado About Nothing. “This is a letter to me from our father.”

“Oh, Lizzy. How wonderful. You will have something personal of Papa to call your own.”

Elizabeth swallowed a deep steadying breath. “I am not certain Papa meant this,” she held up the pages, “to bring me comfort. It is more of a puzzle he has provided me.”

“A puzzle? Whatever can you mean?”

“Just read it and tell me what you think,” Elizabeth insisted.

She looked on as her sister’s countenance turned to one of confusion. Jane returned to the second page and then again back to the first. “What house?” Jane whispered. “I know of no house associated with great-great-grandmother Eugenia other than Pence Hall. But we could not expect any relief from that quarter. The connection is too weak for that particular branch of the family to acknowledge us. There was that whole scandal when Eugenia’s daughter left her husband and moved to Scotland so she might earn a divorce in order to marry another. Pence Hall is not associated with the Gardiners, but rather with the Sommers family, Eugenia’s maiden name.”

“But Eugenia Sommers Gardiner is our mother’s great-grandmother and our great-great-grandmother, is she not?” Elizabeth persisted.

Jane reasoned, “To the best of my knowledge, but we should examine Mama’s Bible to look at her family tree.” Her sister’s eyes returned to their father’s letter. “It would be phenomenal if this house—if this estate could be our answered prayer.”

“Such was my thought also. Obviously, we must locate the papers from Eugenia’s estate. The ones of which Papa speaks in his letter. Our father says he placed them in a safe location. We must discover them before Mr. Collins takes residency at Longbourn. Otherwise, we may never be in a position to claim this blessing.”

“I assume you have looked in the more obvious places.”

“His desk. The safe. His quarters,” Elizabeth confirmed. “This letter was inside Shakespeare’s Much Ado About Nothing.”

“I would say it is much ado about everything,” Jane corrected. “So like our father to make light of our situation.”

“Agreed.” Elizabeth’s mind raced with the possibilities. “Therefore, I would ask you to examine the books I have already returned to the shelves, as well as to go through Papa’s papers again to determine if I simply overlooked his copy of his will.”

“A letter with promise? Could this be legal? Would this assist us if we cannot find the latest copy of Mr. Bennet’s will?” Jane held up the letter.

“I doubt Papa’s words would stand in court, but I have no way of knowing what is legal and what would be ignored. Women have so few rights in these matters. Moreover, I do not want to ask too many questions, for fear someone will intervene, and we will lose this opportunity. Mr. Bennet references his copy of Eugenia’s will. Our best hope—our only hope—is to locate both our father’s will and the information he gathered on Eugenia’s.”

“At least now we understand why Papa never appeared to be concerned about what would happen to us when Mr. Collins inherited Longbourn.”

Elizabeth accepted the letter’s return from her sister. “I believe Mr. Bennet was more cognizant of his failures than we once thought. The letter is dated about the time we received notice of Mr. Collins’s first visit to Longbourn.” She glanced again to the letter. “I wonder what Mr. Bennet means by ‘There is more.’ And where is the house that can only be inherited by a family with no male heirs?”

“We could ask Mama,” Jane suggested.

Elizabeth shook off the idea. “I think it best, for the moment, if we keep this information to ourselves. We must learn more of the facts before we expose this idea to our mother. Perhaps, we should include Mary, for she can be very tight-lipped when required, but, definitely not Kitty or Lydia or our mother. I would not wish to send Mrs. Bennet into another fit of her nerves until we can no longer hide this from her. For now, you and I are simply separating Papa’s personal belongings from those left to the estate.”



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37 Responses to Preparing for the Release of “Where There’s a FitzWILLiam Darcy, There’s a Way”

  1. This sounds like another winner Regina. I think Darcy and Elizabeth will unite in their efforts to saved the remaining Bennets and I do enjoy it when they work together. I’m looking forward to reading more. Thanks for sharing this excerpt.

  2. I love this excerpt, Regina. It is such a good premise. I can’t wait for more. The “WILL” in your title is such a neat addition! Well done!

  3. This sound ery interesting. I hope that Elizabeth will have read the letter and that Darcy will be doing his best to help them rather than put them out!

  4. Oh, this looks juicy! I’m looking forward to getting my hands on the complete book. Thanks for the preview!

  5. I love the twists and turns that are coming our way. I know it will keep us on our toes and not wanting to put the novel down. I am sure Darcy will show a great side of his abilities and turn Elizabeth around to love him. I will have to think of where the important papers will be hidden. Hum!!!! Congratulations and best wishes for a #1 seller!!!! Thanks for the great introduction to a great adventure of reading in this novel!

  6. What an intriguing premise…now what other book/location would Mr. Bennet place further details? I will not even venture a guess tonight! Too tired from the grandchildren…

  7. Oh what a fun riddle for the Bennet women AND Mr. Darcy to figure out. As torturous as it will be for him to go to Longbourn, I know he will do his best to make amends and help the women. That Lady Catherine is sure a manipulative old woman. Poor Anne. Will she really get a season? Looking forward to your new tale. Thanks, Regina.

  8. Love the intrigue this opens up! I know you asked us to overlook any typos, but I didn’t want you or your editors to miss this one. In describing Jane’s blue eyes I think you mean “cornflower blue” not “coneflower .” (Occupational hazard!) Very best with this new book, Regina. Really looking forward to its release!

    • Yes, my son is teaching at a different school this year, but he teaching computer programming, and is once again in the English wing. I keep telling him an English teacher paid for his education, so do not complain. I will make the change. My eyes read “corn” not “cone.” LOL!

  9. You did it Regina, now how am I going to wait all this time for the release. Maybe we can negotiate the end of August for the release date? Pretty please.

  10. Hmmm … this excerpt raises more questions than it answers. Is there indeed a way out of the hedgerows for the Bennet women? So many JAFF stories have Elizabeth marrying Darcy from a position of weakness. It would be great fun if they came together on a more (even if not completely) balanced level. Looking forward to reading your newest, and wishing you every success with it.

  11. Oh Regina! You are a tease. I always look forward to a release from you but after that excerpt, I simply cannot wait! Congratulations!!!

  12. Enjoyed the excerpt and love the premise. I was surprised that Lady Catherine accepted that Mr. Darcy and Anne do not wish to marry and is willing to plan a season for her. Could this be a more reasonable Lady Catherine? Look forward to reading.

  13. I’m so looking forward to reading this book! Sounds like there are plenty of chances for ODC to spend time together, and for Elizabeth to see (and appreciate) a different side of Darcy. I also like the mystery of where the Bennets may (or may not) end up. Thanks for sharing this.

  14. Oh, this excerpt sounds amazing. I am so intrigued. I certainly want to read this story. This should put D&E together and they do so well when they put their intellect together to solve a mystery or puzzle. I hope she confides in him. Thanks for the post. Blessings on the launch of this work

    • We know Elizabeth learns more about Darcy after she reads his letter, but this story puts them in each other’s pockets in a natural way. It also places Darcy in a situation where he can shine. He is, in my opinion, a natural protector of those he loves, and despite Elizabeth Bennet’s chastisements, he loves her.

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