Chapter 4
The coach carrying Lizzy and Georgiana made good time. Until, that is, they reached Brighton proper. Then, they slowed to a walking pace.
Pleasure seekers in barouches and curricles clogged the streets. Every moment, Lizzy worried that Georgiana would spot her relations amongst the crowd.
The girl began to fidget as if growing unsure. “Is Colonel Forster’s residence far?”
“I wish I knew. This is my first time in Brighton.”
An hour later, the coach finally stopped before a row of homes. Lizzy’s apprehension rose. Soldiers in red coats strolled the pavement. Seth opened the door and put down the steps, helping the ladies to exit.
Lydia came rushing out of the house. “Lizzy!” she cried. The youngest of the Bennet girls was tanned from her time in the sun. Her sprigged muslin d
