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Your customizable and curated collection of the best in trusted news plus coverage of sports, entertainment, money, weather, travel, health and lifestyle, combined with Outlook Hotmail, Facebook This is a republished edition of " " with a new cover. The story continues after Chapter 36 i Class fit is a specification of how tightly mating external and internal threads will mesh. Darcy s carriage overturns,and he is rendered unconscious. Accounting practices, especially small and medium sized practices SMPs that typically serve SMEs, therefore, need to be prepared to meet the potentially increasing demand for this service.

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UWES wilmarschaufeli. Instead, her first thought is that she may be able to get Jane and Bingley back together because Georgiana tells her in her letter that she has also contacted Mr Bingley and that he also is coming to Pemberley.

Now I know that Elizabeth has turned down Darcy's offer of marriage, and has no real regard for him despite the fact she has found out Wickham's true character. But the Elizabeth Bennet we know and love so much is a caring, compassionate person who, upon hearing that an acquaintance is likely near death and that said acquaintance's sister would dearly love Miss Bennet to attend her essentially moribund brother though the reasons why Georgiana has even contacted Lizzy are very obscure , Lizzy would have been horrified that Mr Darcy is so very ill, and she would have acceded to Miss Darcy's request just to see if she could help.

This version of Elizabeth does not even think of Mr Darcy's pitiable plight, at least not at the beginning, and those occasions that he does obtrude into her consciousness are few and far between. After it is clear that Bingley and Jane are as much in love as ever, Lizzy spends most of her time admiring Pemberley's many beauties and comforting Georgiana.

Seeing the man who proposed to her in such a vulnerable position does not affect her opinion of him and she leaves Pemberley with no alteration to her feelings for its master. And Darcy, once he awakens from his coma and finds Elizabeth in his home, does not set about trying to address those faults she found so abhorrent in him, but goes on deluding himself that he is a perfectly good and charitable man.

He is also upset and angry that Elizabeth is at Pemberley also confused as to how she came to be there, but then, he has been very ill and one might think that having her so close to hand again, and supposedly still being madly in love with her, that he would try to at least pretend to have addressed some of his deficiencies.

It is Georgiana who makes him wake up to himself and he is then led around by the nose by her until he reluctantly sees the error of his ways. This is not a man who was humbled by a worthy woman, a man deciding that he will become a better person so that he might make himself worthy of being loved by a woman who is his superior in every way. Instead this is a man who is dragged kicking and screaming into a world where he is forced to improve himself but who does not really want to change.

Georgiana too is two different people we see the painfully shy and very tearful and easily offended girl turn into her older brother's instructor on how he should operate in the world Gardenias apart from my opinion that the scent of Gardenia would be wholly overpowering for a young woman, the whole handkerchief theft and Darcy ordering his man to buy gardenia scented toilette water was a little too out there.

Darcy spends hours fingering the purloined hanky and even gets his man to go and buy some gardenia-scented toilette water to remind him of Elizabeth, but he makes no effort to keep her at Pemberley, nor indeed to even communicate with her beyond 2 meetings, after he regains consciousness, and during those meetings, he does not try to improve her opinion of him.

He appears very outnofmsortsmwith her, so why keep the reminder? And as for ripping up a garden bed full of hollyhocks and replacing them with gardenias, this seems the height of foolishness to me.

I am sure gardenias would not do well in a garden bed in the Peak District because the winters would be too harsh for them to flourish. In a hot house perhaps, but not in the open. Apart from disappointing character portrayals, the following are a few other annoyances. There are often poor choices of preposition for example, on the very first page Darcy, 'wonders of his cousin's tardiness'. Surely that should be 'at' his cousin's tardiness.

Even today, the trip from Derby which is a fair way south of Pemberley, which is in the Peak District to Hertfordshire on the train takes at least 2 hours. It was almost due to her indifference to him that he was so attracted to her; in addition there was her beauty, grace, wit… Oh, it is no use! Did you say something? I am merely tired and sore. I hope it is not much longer. In reality, it was due to the uncomfortable direction his thoughts had been going.

When they reached their final destination, both men exited the carriage and gratefully stretched their legs. Darcy and Durnham moved towards his room with his trunks, leaving Fitzwilliam to wonder what agonies his cousin was suffering.

He doubted that their three days here would enlighten him much, as once Darcy began his business dealings, nothing would distract him. He consoled himself that maybe one day he would know, but now he could only conjecture that it was due to a broken heart. The three days passed quickly and Darcy was glad for the diversion of work. He had people with whom he had to meet concerning his properties and was also giving instruction and advice to his cousin regarding some business ventures.

He found that the challenge and thrill of seeing his business transactions fruitful made his thoughts stray less and less to his days at Rosings and one particular young lady with very fine eyes.

By the end of the three days, he was ready to depart. Fitzwilliam would remain one additional day and then leave for the country to visit his family. Darcy was anxious to get back to Pemberley. I am most grateful for your patience with me and your generous instruction. Give my regard to your family when you see them next.

And you do the same… especially to Georgiana. As he seated himself, he turned to look at Fitzwilliam. His cousin offered him a very half-hearted smile as the carriage pulled away. He knew there was something wrong, he thought. I am most grateful that he did not press me for details. When I am old and grey and can look back on this and laugh, I might confide in him. Darcy leaned his head back and sighed. This would be a difficult journey. The solitude would indeed give him much time to think and ponder.

His mind would have little restraint and yet he felt he needed to rein in his thoughts to avoid thinking of her! He looked down at his book and felt very little inspiration to pick it up and read. No, he would wait. He opened his satchel and took out some papers from a business transaction he had just finalized. He read them over and found himself soon tiring of them and closed his eyes. Behind his closed eyes was suddenly a pair of the finest eyes of a beautiful young lady, beholding him and smiling.

Suddenly they became dark and angry and she turned from him. Gradually she began to fade away. Could he really let her fade from his thoughts like this? Would he be able to do it? Would he be able to find some other, more suitable woman to be his wife? Certainly there was no other woman in his acquaintance now; he must set out to meet others.

But he knew that he would always hold out the comparison to Elizabeth. Any other woman would most certainly fall short; would always be second best. Darcy let out a deep sigh, his elbow resting on the window and his fist coming up to make a rest for his jaw. Both his jaw and fist tightened as he contemplated getting on with his life without Elizabeth. If only he had listened to his own advice to Bingley in discouraging him from pursuing a relationship with Elizabeth's sister, Jane, and heeded it himself!

Why could he not have done that! If he had, he would never have proposed and he would only have had to deal with some momentary disappointment in letting go of his feelings for Elizabeth instead of the horrendous humiliation at being rejected by her. He had been presumptuous in his thinking that Elizabeth would agree to marry him. He had not courted her in a manner that was proper; at least in any way that was apparent to her.

He had so relished their sharp, witty conversations together and had on many occasions simply enjoyed being in her presence. But these feelings of delight had not been reciprocated on her part.

He had been a fool! And he had no one to blame but himself. When the carriage stopped at midday, Darcy was amazed at how quickly the time had passed and realized they were but a few hours from Pemberley.

Again, he gratefully stepped out and let his long legs extend to their fullest; then went to an inn to refresh and obtain something to eat. When he returned, he saw that the sky ahead was getting dark. Winston, who was a very capable and conscientious driver, looked to his master. Do you think we ought to remain here for the night and wait out the bad weather? They can put us up for the night at the inn. He had to begin now!

He thought of his father and how he often would go to him for advice; how he wished he were still here now to advise him. Would he have been able to confide in him the particulars of this situation? He knew not, but at the moment he wished to hear his words of compassion and wisdom. Within an hour of their setting out again, raindrops began to splatter around them.

Darcy hoped it would only be an insignificant storm, although as he looked out through the window, he saw the dark clouds looming ahead.