Mr. Denham turned to Anne. “That was almost as entertaining as some of the exhibits.”
Anne smiled, more easily than she would have done even a few days before. “I believe you are correct.”
Chapter thirty-two
The days passed quickly, filled with shopping and early morning rides in Hyde Park. Lady Matlock spoke often of what must be done in anticipation of Elizabeth’s curtsey before the Queen. But today she gave little thought to any of it. Today was her wedding day, and she intended to enjoy it.
Millie was brushing her hair when a knock sounded at the door. She answered it and stepped aside to admit Mrs. Bennet.
“Good morning, Mother.”
Mrs. Bennet smiled. “Good morning, my dear.”
She paused for a moment, as though collecting her thoughts.
“I wished to tell you how very happy I am for you.”
She drew a breath.
“I know I did not always approve of your management of Longbourn. I feared it might make you and your sisters less… desirable in the eyes of the world.”
She nodded, as if settling the matter at last.
“I was mistaken. You have taken excellent care of us, and I am most grateful.”
Elizabeth rose from her seat and embraced her. “Thank you, Mama. I am glad to hear you say so.”
Mrs. Bennet’s gaze fell upon the gown hanging by the door.
“Oh, my dear, it is a very beautiful dress.”
She dabbed lightly at her eyes with her handkerchief, though her smile remained.
“I shall not keep you. I must go and see how Jane does.”
She leaned forward and kissed Elizabeth’s cheek.
“Two daughters married,” she said with evident satisfaction.
With that, she turned and left the room.
Elizabeth returned to her seat as Millie resumed her work, the quiet of the room settling once more about her.
***
Elizabeth and Jane stood in the vestibule of the church with their father. It had been decided, when they met with the clergyman, that Jane and Mr. Bingley would marry first, and Elizabeth and Darcy would follow.
Elizabeth gave Jane a careful embrace, mindful of their gowns. Mr. Bennet offered one arm to each daughter, their hands resting lightly upon his arms.
The music began, and the doors opened as they proceeded up the aisle.
Elizabeth noticed the Gardiners seated beside her mother, and the Philips were also present, having come to London at her invitation and now staying with them. Lord and Lady Matlock were seated on the groom’s side, along with Lady Catherine and Anne. Elizabeth smiled to see Mr. Denham beside Anne. Behind them sat Miss Bingley and the Hursts. Few others from Meryton were present; Charlotte had sent her regrets.
Jane stood beside Mr. Bingley. Darcy and Elizabeth stood to one side. Elizabeth could not help but think he looked particularly handsome.
The clergyman began reading from the Book of Common Prayer. When the time came for the vows, Mr. Bingley’s voice was firm. Jane’s, when her turn came, was softer, but no less certain. Before long, the ceremony was concluded, and Mr. Bingley bent to kiss his bride. He then led Jane to a seat in the front pew.
Then it was Elizabeth’s turn.
