Darcy and Fitzwilliam: A tale of a gentleman and an officer

Darcy and Fitzwilliam: A tale of a gentleman and an officer

by Karen Wasylowski


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ISBN-13: 9781402245947
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Publication date: 02/01/2011
Pages: 496
Product dimensions: 5.75(w) x 7.75(h) x 1.25(d)

About the Author

Karen Wasylowski is a retired CPA. She and her husband spend their free time volunteering with charitable organizations that assist the poor. They also are actively involved with Project Light of Manatee, providing literacy instruction to immigrants and to members of the community. Karen and her husband live in Bradenton, Florida.

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Darcy and Fitzwilliam

a tale of a gentleman and an officer

By Karen V. Wasylowski

Sourcebooks, Inc.

Copyright © 2011 Karen V. Wasylowski
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4022-4594-7


It was now a full two months after their wedding, and a sunny, crisp winter morning to boot. The newly wedded Elizabeth Darcy, née Bennet, was making a concerted effort to look out the window at the beautiful winter expanse below and not turn her gaze immediately upon waking to her magnificent husband as he slept, admiring his strong jaw line and his long eyelashes. He was, to her eyes, simply put, beautiful.

She would stare at him all day if he had not whispered to her during a performance of "The Magic Flute" that her gazes were unsettling to him and that she really must stop. But then, of course, his own eyes had been dark with longing as he squeezed her hand and kissed it during his reprimand, so how serious could he really be?

She decided to compromise and just gaze at him when he couldn't possibly be aware, like in the morning, when she always awoke before him, or perhaps when she watched him ride his horse from the stables, or maybe at breakfast as he read the daily reports from his estate manager.

All right, I think I've been very good and deserve my reward. I can allow myself another quarter hour to watch him again. She rolled over to lie on her stomach facing him. My heavens, he's so handsome. What a wondrous gift you have given me, dear Lord. Whatever could I have done to deserve this much happiness?

"Elizabeth?" He said her name softly, his eyes still closed.

She pulled up the sheets to just beneath her eyes, which were sparkling with anticipation.

"Elizabeth," he repeated, "are you watching me again?"

They were both lying on their stomachs, each facing the other, both bathed by the same streaming sunlight. She knew if she kept very still and didn't answer him, he would open those beautiful eyes. She just had to be patient. Just wait a moment longer ... just a moment ... aaahhh!

And suddenly, his one visible eye popped opened, and she giggled, still hiding her face up to her lashes. "Good morning, husband," she whispered, closing her eyes tightly, giddy with the knowledge that she would soon receive the first of her morning kisses. She puckered her lips.

After what seemed like an eternity she felt a soft kiss on her forehead and then on her nose and finally on her lips. "Good morning, beautiful one," he said dreamily. His morning beard stubble tickled her, and she rubbed her face quickly. He raised himself up on his elbow and pushed her hair back from her forehead. "Did you sleep well, little angel?"

"Yes, very well. And you?"

"Like an earl." He laid his head back down very near her face, their noses almost touching.

"Is that good or bad?" she whispered.

"I don't really know. I am too tired this morning to care, and too happy." He reached for her and pulled her close. "You were very enthusiastic last night, Lizzy."

She blushed and buried her head in his neck. "William! Please have a care! You'll embarrass me!"

"Why? How could I? It's just us here. No one listening, no one to hear our enthusiasms." He softly kissed her mouth and stared into her sweet face. She was all sweetness and delicate femininity, with beautiful eyes, rosebud pink lips, and a quick mind that kept him always on his toes.

He reached down and began to tickle her sides. "And besides," he whispered, "young lady, if you would be a little quieter, you wouldn't have to be so embarrassed." His tickling intensified as they tussled, both laughing, tears streaming down her cheeks. He held her fast around her waist and pulled her closer to prevent her tumbling from the bed.

She squealed, giggled, and squirmed, and as he laughed at her excitement, he found himself becoming excited in a wonderfully different way. Unfortunately, however, in their gyrations, her hand had mistakenly grabbed the bellpull.

She broke from his grasp and raised herself up, turning toward him with her pillow high above her head ready to strike, naked as the day she was born. Almost too late, she heard the doorknob turn, signaling the imminent arrival of her husband's valet. She lunged for the floor.

"You rang for me, Mr. Darcy?" Raising one eyebrow was the only outward evidence that Darcy's valet Bradford was aware of the bloodcurdling shriek that had greeted his entrance. Well, there was that and the flutter of the bed cover and a thud that was heard on the side of the bed not within his view.

Darcy, lying alone in the middle of the massive antique structure, smiled broadly. "The devil you say. No, Bradford, I didn't ring for you." He rested his clasped hands casually behind his head, looking very smug and quite cheerful, closing his eyes and grinning when a disembodied and very heartfelt "ouch!" was heard from the floor beside him.

"Well, this is quite the quandary, is it not? Perhaps Mrs. Darcy rang for you. She was here only a moment ago." Bradford discreetly turned his gaze away and toward the ceiling. Darcy lifted up the sheets to peer within. "Hello?" he called to his legs and feet. There were muffled pleas and giggles as the covers began to slowly be pulled off the edge of the bed.

Darcy waited for a while and then grabbed them back with a jerk, tucking them neatly around himself. Phantom murmured threats and muffled indignation could be heard, along with stifled laughter. A pillow sailed up from the floor, which he easily deflected. "No, no I don't see her anywhere. Perhaps she's out riding." He leaned his body over the mattress, off the far side of the bed, and looked down toward the floor. "Why, Mrs. Darcy, wherever have you been? By any chance did you ring for Bradford?"

Lizzy reached up and pinched his nose very hard, causing Darcy to yelp and laugh. "No, no, I don't believe she needs you either," he offered rather nasally, rubbing the injured protuberance as if to put it back into place. "You may go, Bradford; sorry to have bothered you."

"Very good, sir." Bradford bowed and closed the door. As he walked back down the hall, he allowed his mouth the smile that had more and more invaded his very professional demeanor. Shaking his head, he laughed softly. Was I ever that young or that in love?

Life had certainly changed at stately old Pemberley since the newlyweds had taken up residence. He thought fondly back to when he had begun working for Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy, and the lad's transformation from callow young Corinthian to somber estate owner and now to besotted bridegroom.

* * *

Mr. George Darcy had passed away after a brief illness, in the early evening hours of 17 April, 1806. His son, Fitzwilliam, was named his heir, inheriting at barely twenty-one years of age the single largest privately held estate in all of Derbyshire, as well as being named co-guardian to Georgiana, his nine-year-old sister. Overnight, young Darcy seemed to age, to mature, to toughen; he soon became obsessed with responsibility, with achievement and success.

A natural leader, he astounded men twice his age, and this when he was still little more than an adolescent. Now he moved among a new circle of acquaintances bringing about new interests—viewpoints more conservative than the young. Darcy gradually abandoned the ideas and pursuits of youth as well as the follies and mistakes that would have been his by right to make, and became more appreciative of class and privilege. He rarely relaxed and was seldom carefree, still naïve enough to believe a serious demeanor more befitting his station in life than frivolous laughter. Time and responsibility were sedating his youth.

It was an unfortunate incident involving his beloved sister, Georgiana, that pushed him that final meter into premature dotage. He and his co-guardian to Georgiana, his cousin Colonel Richard Fitzwilliam, had relaxed their vigilance, assuring themselves that Georgiana was a sensible, well-bred young woman, but little more than a child, still with childish interests. They both adored her but took no real notice of her maturing; after all, the colonel was far away in Portugal, chasing Napoleon, and Darcy was drowning in drainage concerns at Pemberley.

At fifteen years of age, she ran away with a hireling, a thoroughly unsuitable young man whom she had known her whole life, had loved and trusted. Darcy discovered them before her ruination, but destroyed was any measure of folly that remained lurking within him. Darcy aged from twenty-six to sixty-six within two days. Georgiana was devastated with guilt.

Fitzwilliam, the closest thing to a true brother Darcy possessed, acknowledged that gone forever was his coconspirator in disasters, his fiercest competitor, his staunchest defender, his best friend. In his place was the reincarnation of his stolid and sensible old Uncle George, only without the powdered wig.

But, no matter how proud, how aloof, how miserable he became, it was inevitable that a wealthy, handsome, single young man would inspire great matrimonial interest. Feverish competition exploded among the masses of aristocratic women vying for his hand, with the fiercest, the most vocal, and the most relentless of these being two particularly ambitious women.

In the country, his aunt, Lady Catherine de Bourgh, insisted to all who would listen that he would marry her sickly daughter, Anne. In the city, his best friend Charles Bingley's amoral sister Caroline informed all in her circle of friends that he would choose her.

Neither was correct.

Speculations and prophesies ended with Fitzwilliam Darcy's surprise marriage to a little country mouse named Elizabeth Bennet. All who thought they were "in the know" were stunned when Darcy fell in love with the sparkling Elizabeth, a poor but gently bred young lady of infinite humor and intelligence, and although Miss Eliza Bennet never once chased Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy, he was run to ground like a fox, and happily so.

He was alive again, a bit older perhaps, but a healthy young man rescued nonetheless, besotted and hopelessly in love.


"Oooh, you are an evil, wicked, vile man." A mortified Lizzy emerged from the floor as soon as Bradford left, closing the door to their bedroom behind him. Covering her burning cheeks with her hands, she squeaked with laughter. At first faking his remorse, and badly at that, Darcy swiftly grabbed her and tickled her back into the bed, beginning again his inventory of kisses. First her forehead, then her eyes, then her nose ...

"No! No, you don't. Not this morning, oh please, William! You have made us late for breakfast every morning since our return. It is past embarrassing. The whole staff knows we're up here." She then tilted her head to the side and pointed to a spot just beneath her ear, thereby ensuring a continuation of his barrage of kisses to the underside of her throat. "...Ooh, here, you've missed a spot, aaahhh lovely ... and they know what is going on; they are not stupid! Please, dear, let us just get dressed and go down to breakfast before they stop bothering with it altogether."

"Maybe tomorrow," he growled, and truth be told, she capitulated happily.

* * *

It was very late in the morning when the smiling bride and groom finally emerged hand in hand from their suites. Nearing the middle of the grand staircase, they encountered Mrs. Reynolds.

"Good morning, Mrs. Reynolds."

"Good morning, Mr. Darcy, Mrs. Darcy." The aged housekeeper smiled warmly up at her beloved boy, silently thanking the Lord for his obvious happiness.

"Mr. Darcy, Colonel Fitzwilliam has arrived and is waiting for you in the library." Mrs. Reynolds beamed with the joyful news. She knew how deeply her master had mourned when they thought his cousin dead, and how hard he had fought back tears when the news had arrived of his safety.

"Why that old degenerate; we didn't expect him for at least another two weeks! Has he been waiting long?" Darcy's pace down the stairs quickened. Lagging behind but still holding her husband's hand, Elizabeth began to feel flutters of embarrassment and turned her head away, wondering how she could perhaps better blend into the wallpaper.

"Well, about three hours, I should say," continued Mrs. Reynolds. "He arrived very early, as always, and has settled into the library with 'Fanny Hill.' Oh, he's not lost his appetite, I can tell you. He's already had several servings of breakfast and even went downstairs into the kitchen to hug the cook—greeted everyone below stairs. Why, he had us all laughing like fools, he did. He specifically requested that we not wake you, insisted that the 'newlyweds' not be disturbed."

A low moan escaped Elizabeth as she blushed crimson from her forehead to her toes.

Darcy tried not to laugh and patted Lizzy's hand. "It could be worse, believe me," he whispered. "Knowing my cousin, we're lucky he didn't barge right in on us with his morning tea." He continued down, Elizabeth dragging in tow. "Mrs. Reynolds, Could you send a tray into the library with some breakfast for Mrs. Darcy and me?"

Elizabeth suddenly stopped. "Oh no, William, I don't ... I mean, I'm really not that hungry. I think I'll take a walk in the garden ... my afternoon walk ... I mean morning walk ... if you don't mind."

Her face was flushed, and she chewed viciously on her lower lip, all the while trying to appear perfectly reasonable. How in the world was she expected to face Darcy's cousin now? He had just sat there in a room directly beneath theirs while they were so busily enthusiastic upstairs. No, thank you, she would just as soon take a brisk walk.

"But it's too cold for a walk this morning, isn't it?" He successfully kept the smile from his face. She was still so easily embarrassed by so many things, and he loved her all the more for it.

"No, it's fine, really. I'll merely walk faster." Her face brightened up a bit. "You know how I adore a good trudge in the mud. Excuse me, I'll just run up and get my wrap." Elizabeth turned, retreating quickly up the stairs, muttering bitterly all the way. "This is so humiliating! How am I supposed to behave rationally with dozens of people around knowing what's happening? Even when we haven't done anything, I feel obliged to blush just for decorum's sake."

It had been much easier in Scotland and Wales where they had honeymooned. For eight wonderful weeks they were alone and in love, traveling and seeing new wonders daily, a romantic dream come true every night.

Their first time had been thoroughly embarrassing, romantic, and very funny—all at the same time. How could a country girl have been so ignorant? She was blushing again at the remembrance and smiling to herself. However, one day he'll have to tell me how he knew so much himself. He certainly wasn't ignorant.

Still grinning, she grabbed her wrap from her dressing room and headed down the stairs, spying the back of Fitzwilliam's head as he stood to greet Darcy, just before the door to the library was shut. They will probably be in there for hours. I'll go in when I return and say a quick hello. That should suffice for the moment.

* * *

When Fitzwilliam saw Darcy enter the library, he immediately stood and extended his hand in greeting, a huge grin spreading across his tanned face. The colonel had not been back to Pemberley since the great victory at Waterloo, when after being wounded on the battlefield, he had been listed as missing and mourned as dead for several days. The sensationalized reports of his valor, his injury, and his extraordinary recovery had all made him a darling of the ton and a favorite of the newspapers, one amidst a handful of the surviving heroes of the long Peninsular War.

And, worse yet, it had made him a national celebrity.

Darcy grabbed his hand and struggled to suppress misting eyes. "I am afraid that just won't do this time, you old bastard." He spoke huskily, pulling his cousin into an uncharacteristically emotional embrace. Moved by Darcy's sentiment, Fitzwilliam fought back his own tears as they both began to pound each other's backs in manly fashion. He was nonplussed. This was not the normal greeting received from the reserved and achingly proper Darcy, at least not the morose Darcy that Fitzwilliam had left eleven months earlier. This was more like the mischievous companion of his youth.


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Darcy and Fitzwilliam: A tale of a gentleman and an officer 3.6 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 40 reviews.
NCF More than 1 year ago
I must find fault with Wasylowski's take on the marriage of Darcy and Elizabeth. Generally speaking I felt the novel's rendition of "marital bliss" for the Darcys left much to be desired. P&P fans, I believe, will be disappointed her portrayal of a ditsy, weepy, temper-tantrum-vase-throwing, jealous-without-a-cause Elizabeth. While it was fun reading about Colonel Fitzwilliam's foray into the marriage state, I have to agree with another reviewer that the author's set up of his intended, Amanda Penrod, and her antagonistic mother-in-law, came off a bit muddled and hard to believe. In both story lines it seemed to me that Wasylowski's primary plot device was a propensity for all the characters to refuse to act rationally or speak plainly to each other. She excused their ridiculously over melodramatic fights to the passions of true love. Seems to me if any of the characters at any point had thought with their heads and not their groins then there wouldn't have been much of a plot at all. On the upside, Wayslowski's treatment of Lady Catherine is very amusing to me, and that alone made it worth the read. If you are a hard core Jane Austen fan, don't expect much from this novel. If you are less discriminating, or new to the genre of Austen Fan Novels, you may enjoy it. It is a light, fluffy read that has a ending which nicely ties up all loose ends and leaves everyone warm and fuzzy.
sdcamp More than 1 year ago
I had two problems with this book. First, the story could not have been very well thought out because of the contradictions. Lady Penrod sends her son to America to select a bride that is too stupid (being American I took offense at that) to realize he is gay. Yet Lady Penrod is described as an undeterred social climber. Such a woman would find her son a wife among the ton who wanted his money and title and care not about his lifestyle. Then Darcy hides a letter that is suppose to be from Charles because he doesn't want to alarm Elizabeth, yet he later kicks in her dressing room door and yells that he has had it and is leaving her? Second, the characters of Darcy, Elizabeth and Miss Bingley are not at all consistant with the ones we have grown to love. When I read a Pride and Prejudice based story, I don't mind if the time, place, plot or tone of the story changes as long as the characters stay true to their original. In this story Caroline Bingley is depicted as the ton's "party girl". Yet, Austen's Caroline would never damage her reputation in a way that would lessen her chances of advancing in social rank. In this story she has an intimate relationship with Darcy before he marries Elizabeth. Austen's Caroline would have run screaming that she had been compromised and force Darcy into marriage. Darcy is presented in this story to be a hot-headed and gullible. The original Darcy would might argue with Elizabeth behind closed doors but would never allow the servents to hear any of it and he was too cautious to have ever fallen for Caroline's schemes. This book makes Elizabeth out to be a spoilt, whiney, nagging wife who lacks self-conficence. I can conced that Elizabeth would get a little self-conscious during pregnancy but I could not ever regognize the Elizabeth in this story. The only thing that saved this book at all for me was the character depictions of Col. Fitzwilliam and Lady Catherine. I would not recommend this book until it hits the bargin price list.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The characters are in no way true to Austen-this is more cheap romance than an homage to hee wit and humor.
LambVa More than 1 year ago
made me laugh out loud more than a couple of times.
threezcharming More than 1 year ago
I LOVE THIS BOOK! I've read it three times, and it never fails to delight me! Colonel Fitzwilliam finally gets his chance at life and love, all the while managing to keep Darcy on his toes. I share Jane Austen's birthday (Dec 16) and it's enjoyable to see universal characters (i.e. Darcy and Fitzwilliam) in a different light.
Pat62PD More than 1 year ago
This is such a different take on the Pride and Prejudice story and it makes perfect sense. Jane Austen hinted at the realationship between these two men, Darcy & Fitzwilliam and I found it perfectly plausible that it might have been something like what is depicted in this story. It is wonderful to see Darcy finally settled and married to the lovely Elizabeth (Bennett), but it is also refreshing to see and go through their disagreements, naturally even though they are so passionately in love, that same passion would create very fiery fights! Without giving anything away, the final standoff between these two is epic! But at the same time lovely, showing us once again the depths of the feelings they have for each other. As far as Fitzwilliam's story, it is quite interesting, this man who has seen and lived through so much at war for years on end, is scarred and not the same person he used to be. Similarly to his cousin, he wears a mask of joviality that fools everyone, except the people closest to him. He is a man in want of a family and stability after years of womanizing and drinking. Then he meets the lovely american Amanda, whom he has seen at a distance for many years. That's it! This meeting changes his life forever and though stormy, their romance finally gives him something to live for. Another interesting character is Lady Catherine, a very different Aunt that what Jane Austen presented us with. That's all I will say about that. You will laugh out loud reading these two characters' conversations, fights and arguments. The humor in this story is outstanding and makes it very entertaining. One of the best Pride and Prejudice fiction novels I have read!
AAR More than 1 year ago
DARCY AND FITZWILLIAM: A Tale of a Gentleman and an Officer by Karen V. Wasylowski is a intriguing historical romance set in 1813 London. It is well written with details and depth. It has romance, love, family, friends,blood relatives,misunderstandings, witty banter, heartbreak and responsibilities. This is another Jane Austen story continued.This is the relationship between Darcy and Fitzwilliam(cousins who are like brothers) who are not only united by family,friendship and allies,but are also united by blood. It is more the story of them than of their love story with their true loves. If you have wondered what happens to the Darcy's,Fitzwilliam's and the Bennet's this story tells of the Darcy's and the Fitzwilliam's.This is an interesting take on an old Jane Austen story. It is fast paced. If you enjoy Jane Austen you will enjoy this book. It is sure to be a new classic of an old tale. This book was received for the purpose of review from the publisher and details can be found at Sourcebooks Landmark and My Book Addiction and More.
Shuffy2 on LibraryThing 5 months ago
We know about Darcy and Elizabeth but what about Col. Fitzwilliam, how does he fit into a tale of happily ever after? Karen Wasylowski, not only fills us in on Darcy and Lizzy after the big event but also tells about the relationship between the happy couple, his cousins and his famously brash aunt. Does Catherine De Bourgh and Darcy mend fences? Does Col. Fitzwilliam want to be like Darcy and live happily ever after, or is he set in his bachelor life? And the most important question of all- do Darcy and Elizabeth live happily ever after or does Caroline Bingley ruin it for them?While I enjoyed the concept of the relationship between the families, I did feel that the overall character of some of the major players were altered greatly from Austen's original story; some more distractring than others. As an avid JA enthusiast, I still found it as a fun read.
SweetSouthernSaint More than 1 year ago
Do Not Waste Your Money! Horrible book, Darcy would never have "relations" with Caroline Bingley!!! If there was a way to get a refund on ebooks, I would.
BookLuvr61 More than 1 year ago
Where can I find such a Col. Fitzwilliam? It is not very often when a P and P fan will say that they would prefer the coloniel to Mr.Darcy but I must say that I fell absolutely in love with the second son of an earl. I found myself laughing so hard that I could not catch my breath more than once. Imagine Lady Catherine as a hero? I highly recommend this book for anyone and all.
ladytwells More than 1 year ago
Great book. Great sequel to the first book. I love the humor between the two cousins.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I completely enjoyed this book. Yes the characters were only vaguely similar to Pride and Prejudice but I found myself caught up in the enjoyment of examining certain characters in a different light. Would recommend this to a friend
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Caressesn777 More than 1 year ago
I am confused, is this a story about how cousins become close or is it a twist and they are lovers? Someone who's read this, please help.
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I liked this book! It was a good read!
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Interesting perspective.
Kimberly_Book_Addict More than 1 year ago
Divided into two volumes, Karen Wasylowski’s debut novel, Darcy and Fitzwilliam: A Tale of a Gentleman and An Officer tells the story of our beloved characters after the marriage of Darcy to Ms. Elizabeth Bennet. Col. Fitzwilliam, just back from the Peninsular war, returns to rejoin his boyhood friend (and biological cousin) Darcy and his new bride. Although their reunion is lighthearted and filled with jokes from their past, some unfinished business lurks beneath the laughter as Darcy and Fitzwilliam grow apart over time. Enter volume two, where Col. Fitzwilliam enjoys pseudo-rock star status as a veteran of the war returning to his homeland. Enjoying his new-found celebrity, Fitzwilliam comes across Lady Amanda Sayles, with whom he falls head over heels in love. Sayles returns his affections, but worries that engaging in a relationship with Fitzwilliam would jeopardize her relationship with her son. What will become of Fitzwilliam in this matter? Will Fitzwilliam and Darcy ever reconcile their growing resentment? I know from other reviews I read that reviewers either liked or hated this book. Many of the “hate” reviews seemed to be centered around their dislike of the liberties taken with the characters. Personally I’m not an Austen purist; I tend to get bored with reading the same thing over and over and over again. I really enjoy reading the new personality traits that authors come up with and give to each character. It’s this trait that helped in guiding my enjoyment in this novel. I was able to take it for what it was at face value: laugh when I was supposed to, be sad when I was supposed to, and just enjoy the overall story lines that Wasylowski came up with. Just from following Wasylowski’s twitter, I knew I was in for lots of laughter when I decided to read Darcy and Fitzwilliam. Wasylowski’s take on Lady Catherine and Mrs. Bennet were absolutely hysterical; taking the most ridiculous elements in both of them and blowing them way out of proportion. The end result are two uproarious women who were utterly ridiculous (in a good way). For those of you Janeites out there, that can withstand liberties taken with Jane’s original masterpieces, then I’d tell you to give this novel a try. It will make you laugh, it will make you cry, and it will certainly make you joyful for deciding to revisit Darcy, Elizabeth, Fitzwilliam, and the rest of the Pride and Prejudice gang. Kimberly (Reflections of a Book Addict)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I think the plot of this continuation needed more historical realism for me to connect. Small pet peeve but it never stopped: Colonel Fitzwilliam continually calls Darcy "brat" jarring me out of Regency England every time. A few great imaginative scenes and I laughed on occasion. But overall, too many conveniences are thrown in without a previous buildup. Also, Elizabeth and Darcy feel like an afterthought.
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Jessica Lai More than 1 year ago
I couldn?t even finish reading this book. Aside from the character?s names and general descriptions, they were nothing like the original characters. The story lines were not believable. If you in anyway enjoy the original P&P you will hate this book. The relationships between the characters were so farfetched that a true JA lover would be almost angry. This book doesn't even deserve the one star rating.