DARCY FOUND LITTLE enjoyment in the sumptuous spread of cold meats, cheeses, bread, and fruit. He felt a failure as a brother and a guardian. At least he had put some fear into Perry, and a bit into Georgiana as well.
Had he been too tolerant over the years? He didn’t think he had spoiled Georgiana. Perhaps it was as Elizabeth had said. Sixteen was a rebellious age. His sister wanted to make her own decisions.
He would speak to Lady Matlock before reaching any conclusions. She was the best person to advise him in this situation.
But he must also make sure Elizabeth agreed to any plans he made. After all, she would be affected, once they married.
“Tell me, Georgiana,” Elizabeth said, “how far along are you with your schooling? I assume you have learned to keep household accounts.”
“Oh,
