Mr. Darcy's Diary by Amanda Grange (books for students to read .txt) 📕

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make sure you are well looked after. I will not be away

very long.’

‘I think I will take advantage of the opportunity to go

to London with you and do some shopping,’ said Caroline, standing up. ‘I will call in on my dressmaker. You

would not object to taking me with you in the carriage,

I am sure.’

‘You will not wish to leave Georgiana,’ I said.‘I know

how much you enjoy her company.’

Caroline was silenced. She quite doted on Georgiana,

or so she was fond of saying, and she could not pursue

me without revealing her friendship to be false. She

might betray Miss Bennet, but she would not care to

betray Georgiana, particularly since I knew a plan fermented in her brain, similar to one I had once entertained, of Georgiana becoming her sister-in-law.

I felt a moment of compunction for abandoning my

sister to such ill-natured company, but reflected that she

would have her music and sketching to occupy her, and

would have Bingley to amuse her, as well as Mrs Annesley, so that she would not be too sorely tried. Besides, I

had no choice. I must find Wickham and repair the damage he had done.

I wanted to leave straight away, but various preparations had to be made, and I resolved to leave first thing

in the morning.

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A M A N D A G R A N G E

Saturday 9th August

I arrived in London today and I knew where to start my

search: with Mrs Younge. It was fortunate that I had

turned her off without giving her a chance to pack her

bags, because it meant that she had had to leave an

address to which they could be sent. I found it soon

enough, a large house in Edward Street.

‘Mr Darcy!’ she said in astonishment when she

opened the door. Then she became wary. ‘What are you

doing here? If it is to accuse me of taking the silver

serving-spoons when I left Ramsgate, then it is a lie. I

never touched them. I had my suspicions of Watkins – ’

‘My visit has nothing to do with serving-spoons,’ I

said, grateful that this was one domestic trouble I had

been spared. ‘May I come in?’

‘No, you may not,’ she said, drawing herself up and

pulling her shawl about her shoulders.‘It’s lucky I have a

roof over my head after you turned me off so cruelly,

without even a reference. I had nowhere to go – ’

‘But you seem to have done well for yourself,’ I

remarked. ‘Tell me, Mrs Younge, how did you afford to

take a house like this?’

She licked her lips.‘I was left a legacy,’ she said.‘And a

good thing I was, after – ’

‘I am looking for George Wickham,’ I said, not wanting to waste any more time on listening to her lies and

deciding it would be useless to try and persuade her to

let me in.

She looked surprised. ‘Mr Wickham?’

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‘Yes. George Wickham.’

She became tight-lipped.‘I haven’t seen him,’ she said.

It was obvious she was lying, but I knew I would get

no more from her for the present.

‘Tell him I am looking for him. I will call back later.

Good day.’

I knew that, eventually, greed would compel her to

seek me out. And with that I returned to Darcy House.

Monday 11th August

Mrs Younge came to see me this morning, as I knew she

would.

‘You said you were looking for Mr Wickham?’ she

asked, as my butler showed her in.

‘I am.’

‘I know where he is. I happened to meet him by

chance in the park yesterday,’ she said. ‘I mentioned that

you were in town, and he said he would be delighted if

you would call on him.’

He thinks he can extract money from me, no doubt.

‘Very good.What is his address?’

‘Well, now, let me think. It was a funny name,’ she said,

holding out her hand.

I put a sovereign into it.

‘If I can just remember it.’

It took me five sovereigns, but at last I found out what

I wanted to know.

I went immediately to the address she had given me,

and found that Wickham was expecting me.

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‘My dear Darcy,’ he said, looking up at my entrance.

‘How good of you to find time to visit me.’

I looked around his lodgings. They were small and

mean, and told me his situation must be desperate. I was

pleased, as I knew it would make him more compliant.

‘Do sit down,’ he said.

‘I prefer to stand.’

‘As you wish.’

He himself sat down and lolled in his chair, resting his

legs over the arm.

‘What brings you here?’ he asked, smiling up at me.

‘You know what brings me.’

‘I confess I am at a loss.You have decided to give me a

living, perhaps, and have come to tell me the good news?’

His insolence angered me, but I kept my temper.

‘I have come to tell you what your own conscience

should have told you, that you should never have

abducted Miss Bennet.’

‘Miss Bennet?’ he asked, feigning astonishment. ‘But I

have not seen Miss Bennet. I have been in Brighton, and

she remained at Longbourn.’

‘Miss Lydia Bennet.’

‘Ah, Lydia. I did not abduct Lydia. She came with me

of her own free will. I was leaving Brighton as my creditors were becoming rather vocal, and Lydia suggested

she came with me. I tried to put her off. To be truthful,

Darcy, she bores me. She is too easy a conquest. She

convinced herself I was the handsomest man in the

regiment, and the thing was done. I told her I had no

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money but she did not care. “I am sure you will have

some one day,” she said. “Lord, what a lark!” I grew so

tired of her pleading that it was easier to let her come

with me than it was to make her stay behind. Besides, she

has her uses,’ he said impudently.

At that moment the door opened, and Lydia herself

came in.

‘Lord, what a surprise! Mr Darcy!’ she said, going over

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