The Travails of Mr Charles Bingley Part II

Happy Friday!

If you missed it, Part I of my wee summer tale can be found here. With no further ado, on we go with Part II. Let’s see what Elizabeth has to tell Mr Bingley!

Elizabeth stood at the window and gazed into the garden. It was a fine summer day—the first day of summer, as it happened—and she should be rejoicing. Yet a part of her was melancholic. She could make excuses for it—she was lonely, the sameness of being at home, the anticipation of her trip later in the summer with her aunt ...