“Jane is not weak. But she is inclined to think well of others, even when they do not deserve it. I will not have her made uncomfortable in her own home.”
Bingley considered this with more seriousness than he had shown before.
“Caroline can be… particular,” he admitted. “But I had not supposed she would behave so poorly toward Jane.”
“Perhaps not openly,” Mr. Bennet replied. “But small slights may wound just as surely.”
Bingley straightened. “If there is any question of where my loyalty lies, you may be entirely at ease. It is with Jane and always will be. My sister will conduct herself properly, or she will reside elsewhere.”
Mr. Bennet inclined his head slightly.
“That leads to my next concern. Your sister and brother-in-law appear very comfortably established with you. Is that arrangement to continue?”
Bingley hesitated, then gave a faint, self-aware smile.
“You believe me too accommodating.”
Mr. Bennet returned the look without apology.
“I wish to know what sort of life my daughter is to have. Whether your income is to support your household or extend indefinitely to others.”
He added more quietly,
“I have not always been the most attentive husband. I should like Jane to fare better.”
Bingley nodded, his expression steady now.
“Jane’s happiness will be my first concern, sir. Any arrangement that threatens it will be altered.”
Mr. Bennet studied him for a moment longer, then rose.
“See that you remember it.”
He extended his hand.
“You have my consent. Welcome to the family.”
Chapter twenty-seven
Elizabeth entered the drawing room after breakfast. “Are we ready to go? I am eager to see their collection.”
Anne looked doubtful. “All the books? That is likely to prove a very long visit.”
Elizabeth smiled. “Well, perhaps I may reserve some for another day.”
Georgiana brightened. “I adore Hatchard’s. I hope to find some new music.”
Jane shook her head. “I believe I shall remain here.”
Mary smiled. “Any particular reason, or person?”
Jane’s expression softened. “Mr. Bingley mentioned he might call this morning.”
Elizabeth nodded. “Very well. We shall leave you to your morning.”
At that moment, Darcy entered the room. “Are we ready? I should like sufficient time to look over their collection.”
The ladies exchanged amused glances, a quiet ripple of laughter passing between them.
