Which got us all talking for a bit, and while our sisters enjoyed the reading rather more than I did, I gather that our opinion of the piece was of a mind.
I meant to ask them what they had been reading yesterday that caused them so much consternation. However, we soon arrived back at beautiful Pemberley. And Mrs. Reynolds had several domestic matters that required my attention — though if she or I were being honest, she simply required that I confirm what she had already set in motion. (A new maid is needed in the scullery, since Fanny Lewis, whom I know I have met but am ashamed that I cannot remember, is getting married and moving into town, and some linens must be replaced for the guest bedrooms. I was forced to pause and take several slow breaths before acceding to Mrs. Reynolds’s re
