Thursday’s 300: Darcy Overhears, Part 2

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“I am not surprised after hearing what he said this evening. I’d say, Darcy, that you should go to Longbourn and alert Bennet to what we have heard. As a matter of fact, we should all go. Given his lack of action in other areas, he may not listen to one gentleman, especially when said gentleman insulted his daughter at the recent assembly.”

“He has a point, Darcy. I knew when those words came out of your mouth that they would get you in trouble.”

“They have already, have they not? If I recall correctly, the two of you did nothing but argue during Miss Elizabeth’s recent stay at Netherfield.”

“Argue?” Darcy’s voice clearly displayed his surprise. “She was flirting with me, not arguing.”

“I hate to have to be the one to tell you,” Bingley began, “but she was not at all flirting.”

“Bingley is correct. At the very least, she was annoyed with you.” Hurst was clearly enjoying the conversation; he was practically laughing out loud.

The carriage came to a stop in front of Netherfield before Darcy had a chance to respond. The three men disembarked, making their way inside and to Bingley’s study to enjoy a nightcap, having been informed by Mrs. Nichols that the ladies had retired for the night. Once settled, they took up the conversation again.

“She was annoyed with me? How could you tell? More importantly, why would she be?”

Bingley rolled his eyes. “Why would she not? You declared where anyone—including Miss Elizabeth—could hear that she was not handsome enough to tempt you. You insulted her. That will taint every interaction between you.”

“True,” Hurst agreed. “Surely you know from your own sister, Darcy, that females forget nothing.”

Darcy blinked, startled at the thought that his little sister, who was more than ten years his junior and under his guardianship, would hold a grudge. Then, as a memory from the previous year entered his mind, his eyes grew wide, his mouth formed an O, and he took a healthy swig of the port from his glass. Clearing his throat, he finally replied to the expectant looks he was receiving. “Yes, indeed. I do know this.”

The other gentlemen laughed.


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