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Pemberley being too distant from any royal dockyard where Captain St. Clair could supervise the nautical preparations, the couple were married in London, in a ceremony attended by the bride’s family, friends of both parties, and the full complement of St. Clair siblings and other relations. Georgiana found her new family to be everything she could have hoped, and was so warmly embraced by them as to make her look forward to more fully knowing them in time. Following the celebration, the Darcys removed to the home of Elizabeth’s aunt and uncle Gardiner so that the newlyweds could enjoy a few days’ solitude in the vacated town house before setting off on their Jamaican honeymoon cruise in the company of two hundred fifty sailors.
Georgiana and her captain were not the only individuals navigating a new course: Mrs. Smith soon left the hospitality of the Wentworths. Though they accepted Mrs. Clay’s death as an accident and A
Sir Walter and Miss Elliot also quit Lyme for Bath, but for entirely different motives than Mrs. Smith’s. Though the baronet, too, had come to Lyme for health reasons, he and his daughter found the society of the small village too restricted, its diversions too limited, its shops inadequate, and the sea the very enemy to one’s complexion and youthful appearance that Sir Walter had always believed it to be. They retreated to the elegance of Bath, where they lived in supercilious bliss, oblivious to the fact that the greater consequence of their neighbors reduced their own, and that the superior charms of other, younger ladies cast in sharp relief the inferiority of Miss Elliot’s.
Walter Alfred Henry Arthur Elliot was much in his father’s speech, if not in his presence. Until Alfred reached a more interesting age—defined by Sir Walter as being old enough to read the entire Baronetage unassisted—the baronet was content to see his heir only occasionally. Under the Wentworths’ loving guidance, and in the companionship and affection of foster siblings who came along over the years, Alfred grew into a sensible and likable young man despite Sir Walter’s best efforts. When the time came for him to assume the baronetcy, he did so with seriousness and respect for the generations-old tradition he was entering, and proved himself a more worthy heir to his title than the man from whom he inherited it.
Elizabeth and Darcy, after seeing Captain and Mrs. Andrew St. Clair off on their new life, returned home to Pemberley with Lily-A
Before too much time passed, they were once more taken with the idea of travel. As they readied for sleep one night, Darcy again mentioned the possibility of a foreign destination.
“I am all in favor of journeying abroad,” Elizabeth said, closing her book and setting it on the night table. “Georgiana is not the only Darcy with an interest in seeing more of the world. When do you want to go?”
On the other side of the bed, Darcy extinguished his candle, lifted the coverlet, and climbed beneath. “I had originally contemplated this coming summer, though now that Georgiana is no longer a Darcy but a St. Clair, we will be booking passage for only three instead of four.”
“We might need to delay that departure. This summer will be a little busy.”
“Why?”
Elizabeth offered him only an enigmatic smile before blowing out her own candle and curling up beside him.
“When we do go, however,” she said as the firelight teased the darkness, “we shall indeed have to book passage for four.”
Author’s Note
Dear Readers,
When I have the good fortune to hear from you, whether in person or via e-mail, I am often asked about the amount and type of research I do for my novels. The simple answer is that it varies with the needs of each book. I always endeavor to be as thorough as I can, using primary sources (when available), reference books and other secondary sources, Internet resources (carefully evaluated), museums, hands-on experience, expert interviews, and anything else useful that I happen upon. When possible, I also visit a book’s settings to see them for myself and get a true sense of place. I never know what little detail—seemingly insignificant at the time—will prick my memory months later and become a critical component of the story.
Research for this novel took me from the cliffs of England’s Jurassic Coast to the decks of the HMS Victory (Admiral Nelson’s flagship from the Battle of Trafalgar) to subterranean smuggling caves. Because the book’s action occurs almost entirely in Lyme and on the Cobb—real places—I spent a considerable amount of time there, exploring the village and seawall, taking hundreds of pictures, asking questions of everyone I met. There is little room for fudging details in a mystery set somewhere readers can themselves visit.
Fortunately, one of the plot’s most unusual details—the Cobb’s “whispering gallery”—actually exists. It is not very well publicized—I learned about it from a small reference in “The Book of the Cobb,” a short monograph on the Cobb’s history for sale locally in Lyme. When I tested out the acoustical effect, I knew I had to use it somehow in the book. The Cobb suffered serious damage from a storm in 1824 and much of it had to be rebuilt, so there is no way of knowing whether the effect existed in Austen’s time—but that also means no one can say for certain that it did not. (Fiction writers love that kind of ambiguity!)
Except for Mrs. Smith’s bench, the other features of the Cobb that I mention (the gin shop, Gra
On another historical note, readers particularly well informed about Austen family history might recognize Perseverance as the name of the frigate on which Jane’s brother Frank (Francis William Austen) first sailed after completing his studies at the Royal Naval College. It is not the same ship Captain St. Clair commands at the end of this novel—St. Clair’s ship, like St. Clair himself, is fictional. But I could not think of a more appropriate name for the ship St. Clair and Georgiana sail off in following the events of the story, and the tie to Frank—one of Jane’s two naval brothers who inspired Persuasion—made it all the more perfect.