Regina Jeffers - Christmas at Pemberley

An infant is a speck of Heaven that God allowed us to experience. This is the story of a Regency Christmas, one centered on the birth of a child. For me, 2011 offered a special Christmas. In November, my son welcomed his first child into the world my first grandchild. It is a boy, and I dedicate this book to that speck of Heaven we will come to know.

From the carriages rear-facing seat, Darcy insisted, Elizabeth, we cannot.

Elizabeth Darcy clung to the coachs strap out of necessity, but despite her husbands reasonableness, she objected to his order. But, Fitzwilliam, we must be home for Christmas.

Christmas or not, youre too precious for me to risk your injury under such appalling conditions. He eyed her expanding waistline, but he made no direct reference to the strong possibility that she carried his heir. Darcy gestured to the icy roads they had encountered outside of Harrogate.

With exasperations deep sigh, she said, I shall bow to your wishes.

Darcy realized that even after two years of marriage, it still hurt Elizabeths pride to allow him dominance over her in any way. They had always had a friendly contention between them, a well-developed twisting of language and logic. It was this quality that had attracted him to the former Elizabeth Bennet. Verbal swordplay, he had termed it. He rapped on the roof and gave Mr. Simpson orders to find appropriate lodgings.

Through the trap, his coachman shouted over the elements. There be a small inn slightly off the main road. Maybe three miles, Sir.

Take your time, Simpson, Darcy ordered.

There is no need, Uncle, Georgiana Darcy assured the Earl of Matlock. Fitzwilliam and Elizabeth shall be home tomorrow. My brother wouldnt miss Pemberleys Christmas. Its his favorite festivity. Fitzwilliam takes his seasonal duties quite seriously. The girl tried not to flinch at her Aunt Catherines customary snort. If Georgiana had any inclination that her formidable aunt had called on her brother, the Earl, Georgiana would never have traveled to Matlock on a day trip. Lady Catherine De Bourgh had always frightened the girl, and recently her mothers older sister had all but disowned the Darcy family when Fitzwilliam had chosen Elizabeth Bennet as his wife over Lady Catherines frail daughter, Anne. In fact, Lady Catherines condemnation of the new Mrs. Darcy had created a permanent split in the family tree. Darcy had refused to acknowledge the woman he once revered.

And have we any news of the colonel? Georgianas attempted nonchalance sounded contrived even to her. Information regarding Edward Fitzwilliams inevitable return was the true reason for Georgianas visit. The colonel had traveled to America nearly a year prior, and she had counted the days, praying for his early return: It was her secret Christmas wish. Along with her brother, Edward served as Georgianas guardian. It was he to whom she had turned when she felt intimidated by her brothers sense of propriety and her aunts demoralizing mandates. And Georgiana cherished every moment she had spent with the man. The recent difficulties the army had faced in the Americas had brought her more than one sleepless night.

We expect Edwards return some time after the New Year, the Countess had shared. We had hoped he would be able to share the festive days under our roof, but the colonels last letter indicated otherwise.

Georgiana let out a reliefs sigh: He would return soon. I am pleased, Countess. She had set her teacup on a nearby table. Fitzwilliam will rejoice in the news.

Lady Catherine had held her tongue longer than anyone could have expected. Then she spoke, and disdain laced her words. At least, the colonels return will force your brother to see to your Come Out.Youre nineteen and havent made your appearance in Londons Society. It makes sense that Darcy would need to protect you from his wifes influence, she said with a snarl. Im certain that my nephew regrets his choice of mates, but who am I to bring that to his attention?

Georgiana noted that both the Earl and his Countess rolled their eyes. She wanted to defend her brothers decision, but she would not betray the fact that Pemberley had suffered with Elizabeths two previous miscarriages. Lady Catherine would see Mrs. Darcys inability to carry to term proof of Elizabeth Bennets inferiority. Georgianas aunt would have no sympathy for the grieving parents. Weve been busy at Pemberley establishing my brothers imprint on the estate, Georgiana lamely offered.

Nonsense. Lady Catherine ignored her nieces explanation. Darcys been the Master of Pemberley since his fathers passing.

The Earl interceded. It takes a young man years to replace his fathers legacy. My nephews marriage has opened new doors for Darcys separate identity. People considered the late Mr. Darcy one of the best. Its no fault if Darcy has taken his time in creating his own hereditament.

A second contemptuous snort filled the room. Either way, Child, you should have made your Society entrance. Edward will see that Darcy no longer shirks his duties. The colonel may not have been able to prevent Darcy from denying his familial duty to Anne, but Edward has the legal right to insist upon your presentation. Thank goodness someone in this family understands decency and comportment.

Georgiana wanted to scream that her aunts narrow view had nothing to do with correctness and everything to do with redress. Instead, Georgiana stood to make her exit. We hope soon to see you at Pemberley, Your Lordship. My brother always appreciates your pragmatic advice, and I shall look forward to a chess rematch.

The Matlocks followed Georgiana to their feet. Lady Matlock caught Georgianas hand. We shall see each other upon Edwards return if not before then. Give Fitzwilliam and Mrs. Darcy our affection.

Yes, Maam. Georgiana turned to Lady Catherine. As always, Aunt, its a pleasure to see you. I pray that you have a safe return to Kent. Out of respect, Georgiana dropped a quick curtsy.

Come, the Countess said. I am certain that your carriage and Mrs. Annesley await.

It is not much, Fitzwilliam, Elizabeth observed as her husband assisted her from his traveling coach. The small inn on a secondary road obviously lacked the amenities to which they had become accustomed on this journey. No one hustled forward to help Mr. Simpson or Jasper with the coach.

Darcy followed her gaze and tried not to frown. If the place is clean, dry, and warm, I will be thankful. Icy rain pelted the umbrella he held over their heads. Let us see what the man has to offer weary travelers.

They entered the building to find a small common room with a full fire in the hearth. Darcy released Elizabeth to the blazes warmth while he met the jovial innkeeper, who bustled in from the kitchen. Good-day, Sir, the man called as he approached. Glancing at Elizabeth, he added, I see that you and yer missus rightly decided to seek shelter from this storm. I be Josiah Washington, and this be Prestwicks Portal.

An alliterative name. Darcy observed the inns simplicity.

Me wifes idea said it sounded like an expensive painting.

Would you have a room to let for Mrs. Darcys and my safe harbor?

The man laid a registry book upon a tall table. Darcy? Mr. Washington smiled merrily. I know of the Darcys who live in Derbyshire.You be kin to them, Sir?

Noting the mans age, Darcy said, Likely my parents.

It be a great estate. I seen it once for meself, the man said as he handed Darcy a pen and ink.