Chapter 6
In the drawing room, Lizzy struggled to get her bearings. Had that just happened? Once she got Darcy talking, he was delightful. His normally aloof manner hid the truth: he was adorably shy. Sometimes, words simply escaped him. Yet for her, following his train of thought was the easiest thing in the world.
She scanned the room. Lydia and Georgiana sat on the couch, talking animatedly. It came as no surprise that Lydia would demand all of Georgiana’s attention. Just as well—Georgiana still seemed angry at Lizzy for her duplicity.
Not that Lizzy could blame her. Had she done the right thing? Should Lizzy have been honest with Georgiana?
Lizzy did not believe she had made the wrong choice. The girl had shown such abominable judgment, she might have bolted if she’d known the trut
