Longbourn Estate
My dear Miss Bennet,
I have done as you directed and have ordered the builder to cease all work and quit the premises immediately. Guards have been posted, and we have thus far had no difficulty with trespassers.
I have consulted two additional builders and requested that they inspect the work completed. Both have independently confirmed that it was neither executed according to the plans nor to an acceptable standard. I have asked each to submit estimates, which I shall forward to you as they are received.
Both gentlemen have also offered further recommendations, and those suggested appear to be of good repute.
In other matters, all proceeds well. The excavation of the new pond is complete, and planting has commenced.
The Bingleys have departed Netherfield for London, though I imagine you are already apprised of the circumstance.
Mrs. Smith has completed several intricate lace pieces, which shall be sent to Mr. Gardiner with the next delivery. Though I cannot claim expertise, they appear to be of excellent quality.
I continue to call upon Mr. MacDonald regularly. He and Patch are both in good health, and he seems content in the gatehouse.
Mr. Hawkes reports that one of the mares is expected to foal shortly.
I have also spoken with Mr. and Mrs. Clark regarding an increase in baked goods sent to London. They were most agreeable and have engaged an additional baker to assist.
I trust you are enjoying your time in London.
I remain, Miss Bennet,
Your obedient servant,
Thomas Wilmot
Elizabeth lowered the letter with a small, satisfied smile.
“I am relieved,” she said softly.
“News from Longbourn?”
She turned to find Darcy standing nearby.
“I beg your pardon. I did not realize you were there.”
He inclined his head toward the letter. “May I?”
She handed it to him.
He read it through with quiet attention before returning it.
“It would seem your decision was entirely justified. Your builder was not acting in accordance with your instructions.”
Elizabeth nodded. “Yes, and matters are already improving. I confess I am greatly relieved.”
Darcy’s expression softened. “Then you may enjoy this evening without distraction.”
Elizabeth smiled. “Yes, I believe I shall.”
He stepped a little closer. “May I hope that you will do me the honor of the first dance at Lady Harcourt’s ball?”
She met his gaze. “You may indeed.”
“And the supper set?”
