A Note

The note from Lydia proves her incorrigibility. Mr. Bennet should make his family immediately cut ties with that girl. Not only for their sake but for my sake as well as Charlotte's. What would Lady Catherine say of me having such relatives? Actually I have already heard. We had a lengthy discourse at Rosings this morning about Lydia's situation, and she highly disapproves.

Lydia's Elopement

Lydia, my cousin, has eloped with Wickham. What a disgrace! I have been repeating and repeating myself over and over again to the Bennet family that sending Lydia right to the militia is a bad idea. She is a wild girl, and cannot be trusted. If this issue is not resolved in a few days, I will send a letter to Mr. Bennet detailing my opinion. He would do well to listen to me,

Introducing Georgina

Georgina Darcy was recently introduced to Lizzy and the Gardiners. Georgina is quite accomplished, and I have heard only the best about her from her aunt Lady Catherine. I hope that Georgina becomes fast friends with Lizzy, for Lizzy needs a friend of such class and poise. While the Darcys do have a bit to much familial pride, and Mr. Darcy is quite irritating, Georgina is lovely. Lizzy could use a positive influence to temper her wild spirits.

Lizzy Meets Darcy at Pemberley

Charlotte tells me that Lizzy ran into Darcy at Pemberley. I cannot imagine what would make Lizzy seek that man out. He is absolutely annoying. And his grounds cannot be that beautiful to draw her there if she claims to despise that man so much. I certainly hope that she does not like him. A lot of my respect for her would be lost if she actually liked Darcy.

Gossip

I heard from a source that Mrs. Bennet accused me of being happy about the entail. What a dreadful business! As if I could have any modicum of joy about such a complicated and heady business. Me and Charlotte are perfectly content with the Rosings estate. However, almost everyone seems to assume that we would be glad to kick the Bennets out of their Longbourn estate, which is untrue. We are far far above that pettiness and lowliness.

Considering Brighton

Today Mrs. Bennet sent me a letter detailing her younger daughter's wishes to Brighton. I understand that the militia will be stationed there this summer, and that the younger Misses Bennets' wish to follow them there. While Mr. Bennet will not consent to let his daughter go there, Mrs. Bennet is holding out for the hope that my dear Charlotte and I will go to Brighton, and bring their Lydia with us. I cannot even fathom what would make me consent to that plan. Brighton is not a place for the kind of people like Charlotte and me, and I should think Mrs. Bennet would not want her daughter in a place like that.

Bidding Adieu to Lizzy and Maria

Lizzy and Maria left for Elizabeth's aunt's house, a sad occurrence. Although it will be nice to have more intimate dinners between Lady Catherine and my family. I will miss the excitement of having young ladies and their company in my home. There will certainly be less parties, as my dear Charlotte does not adore hosting. On a more positive note, I did say quite a complementary goodbye to Lizzy today. She really appreciated it, and paid attention to me the likes of which I rarely see from her.

The Girls' Last Dinner at Rosings

Lady Catherine was in fine form today. As she dispensed advice to Lizzy, it was clear that her infinite wisdom was shining through. The idea of having an accompinant home? Brilliance itself. Lizzy claimed to know that already, but it is quite clear to me that she was debilitatingly discomfited by the presence of such greatness.

A Revelation about Elizabeth

Last night, my wife revealed to me that she thinks Mr. Darcy may like Elizabeth. Preposterous! How could an arrogant person like Mr. Darcy think himself worthy of a lovely person like Elizabeth? And how could he expect someone that once seriously considered marrying me then go on to reciprocate the feelings of someone like him? However, Darcy’s relation to Lady Catherine is definitely in his favor, and could really cause Elizabeth to marry him. I think Mr. Darcy should propose to Elizabeth immediately, before he misses his chance.

Visits to My Parsonage

Frankly, I can barely claim that I have gotten much preaching into my busy schedule lately. Between my own time spent at Rosings, my reading, and my gardening, I barely have enough time to tend to my parishioners. Thankfully, they are not rich enough to influence Lady Catherine, who, as my patroness, is the only one that matters. Anyways, I have been receiving a surprisingly high number of visits from Mr. Darcy and Colonel Fitzwilliam. Almost every day, they are at my parsonage. I simply cannot figure out their motives, but my guess is something to do with my brilliant home and my dazzling personality.

Easter

I have had a remarkable Easter holiday, mainly because Lady Catherine invited me and my company to dine at Rosings that evening. Ah, what splendor! What furnishings! If only my home could measure up, but that depressing sort of sentiment shall not be dwelled upon when I can bask in the glow of Lady Catherine’s home. Anyways, I properly met for the first time a Colonel Fitzwilliam, cousin of Mr. Darcy. I dislike Mr. Darcy, as he seemed somewhat affronted by my greetings the first time we met at Netherfield. However, his cousin was a perfect gentleman and a very pleasant man. Lady Catherine, though diverting most of her attention for the evening to her two nephews, was as usual in good form, and I fear that I may have done something to offend her. I shall have to plan more creatively sincere flattery for the lady.

Sir William Has Departed

Sir William Lucas left my glorious home at Hunsford today; however, I was not devastated as the lovely Elizabeth Bennet and my wonderful wife’s adorable younger sister stayed on in my humble abode. I plan to spend much more time in the garden now that Sir William has left, as I do adore my plants and take pride in them. I really owe their glory to the advice of my spot-on patroness Lady Catherine. As my one true goal is to emulate the beauty of her residence, I am quite pleased that she gave me great advice on pruning and weeding the plants. While some of my germaniums died after her ministrations, I would consider it unlikely to foist the blame on her. The problems with my germaniums obviously must stem from bumbling touch and lack of royal grace as she has.