CHAPTER X.
  Elizabeth had the satisfaction of receiving an answer to her letter, assoon as she possibly could. She was no sooner in possession of it, thanhurrying into the little copse, where she was least likely to beinterrupted, she sat down on one of the benches, and prepared to behappy; for the length of the letter convinced her that it did notcontain a denial.
       Gracechurch-street, Sept. 6.
       MY DEAR NIECE,
       I have just received your letter, and shall devote this whole     morning to answering it, as I foresee that a _little_ writing will     not comprise what I have to tell you. I must confess myself     surprised by your application; I did not expect it from _you_.     Don't think me angry, however, for I only mean to let you know,     that I had not imagined such enquiries to be necessary on _your_     side. If you do not choose to understand me, forgive my     impertinence. Your uncle is as much surprised as I am--and nothing     but the belief of your being a party concerned, would have allowed     him to act as he has done. But if you are really innocent and     ignorant, I must be more explicit. On the very day of my coming     home from Longbourn, your uncle had a most unexpected visitor. Mr.     Darcy called, and was shut up with him several hours. It was all     over before I arrived; so my curiosity was not so dreadfully racked     as _your's_ seems to have been. He came to tell Mr. Gardiner that     he had found out where your sister and Mr. Wickham were, and that     he had seen and talked with them both, Wickham repeatedly, Lydia     once. From what I can collect, he left Derbyshire only one day     after ourselves, and came to town with the resolution of hunting     for them. The motive professed, was his conviction of its being     owing to himself that Wickham's worthlessness had not been so well     known, as to make it impossible for any young woman of character,     to love or confide in him. He generously imputed the whole to his     mistaken pride, and confessed that he had before thought it beneath     him, to lay his private actions open to the world. His character     was to speak for itself. He called it, therefore, his duty to step     forward, and endeavour to remedy an evil, which had been brought on     by himself. If he _had another_ motive, I am sure it would never     disgrace him. He had been some days in town, before he was able to     discover them; but he had something to direct his search, which was     more than _we_ had; and the consciousness of this, was another     reason for his resolving to follow us. There is a lady, it seems, a     Mrs. Younge, who was some time ago governess to Miss Darcy, and was     dismissed from her charge on some cause of disapprobation, though     he did not say what. She then took a large house in Edward-street,     and has since maintained herself by letting lodgings. This Mrs.     Younge was, he knew, intimately acquainted with Wickham; and he     went to her for intelligence of him, as soon as he got to town. But     it was two or three days before he could get from her what he     wanted. She would not betray her trust, I suppose, without bribery     and corruption, for she really did know where her friend was to be     found. Wickham indeed had gone to her, on their first arrival in     London, and had she been able to receive them into her house, they     would have taken up their abode with her. At length, however, our     kind friend procured the wished-for direction. They were in ----     street. He saw Wickham, and afterwards insisted on seeing Lydia.     His first object with her, he acknowledged, had been to persuade     her to quit her present disgraceful situation, and return to her     friends as soon as they could be prevailed on to receive her,     offering his assistance, as far as it would go. But he found Lydia     absolutely resolved on remaining where she was. She cared for none     of her friends, she wanted no help of his, she would not hear of     leaving Wickham. She was sure they should be married some time or     other, and it did not much signify when. Since such were her     feelings, it only remained, he thought, to secure and expedite a     marriage, which, in his very first conversation with Wickham, he     easily learnt, had never been _his_ design. He confessed himself     obliged to leave the regiment, on account of some debts of honour,     which were very pressing; and scrupled not to lay all the     ill-consequences of Lydia's flight, on her own folly alone. He     meant to resign his commission immediately; and as to his future     situation, he could conjecture very little about it. He must go     somewhere, but he did not know where, and he knew he should have     nothing to live on. Mr. Darcy asked him why he had not married your     sister at once. Though Mr. Bennet was not imagined to be very rich,     he would have been able to do something for him, and his situation     must have been benefited by marriage. But he found, in reply to     this question, that Wickham still cherished the hope of more     effectually making his fortune by marriage, in some other country.     Under such circumstances, however, he was not likely to be proof     against the temptation of immediate relief. They met several times,     for there was much to be discussed. Wickham of course wanted more     than he could get; but at length was reduced to be reasonable.     Every thing being settled between _them_, Mr. Darcy's next step was     to make your uncle acquainted with it, and he first called in     Gracechurch-street the evening before I came home. But Mr. Gardiner     could not be seen, and Mr. Darcy found, on further enquiry, that     your father was still with him, but would quit town the next     morning. He did not judge your father to be a person whom he could     so properly consult as your uncle, and therefore readily postponed     seeing him, till after the departure of the former. He did not     leave his name, and till the next day, it was only known that a     gentleman had called on business. On Saturday he came again. Your     father was gone, your uncle at home, and, as I said before, they     had a great deal of talk together. They met again on Sunday, and     then _I_ saw him too. It was not all settled before Monday: as soon     as it was, the express was sent off to Longbourn. But our visitor     was very obstinate. I fancy, Lizzy, that obstinacy is the real     defect of his character after all. He has been accused of many     faults at different times; but _this_ is the true one. Nothing was     to be done that he did not do himself; though I am sure (and I do     not speak it to be thanked, therefore say nothing about it,) your     uncle would most readily have settled the whole. They battled it     together for a long time, which was more than either the gentleman     or lady concerned in it deserved. But at last your uncle was forced     to yield, and instead of being allowed to be of use to his niece,     was forced to put up with only having the probable credit of it,     which went sorely against the grain; and I really believe your     letter this morning gave him great pleasure, because it required an     explanation that would rob him of his borrowed feathers, and give     the praise where it was due. But, Lizzy, this must go no farther     than yourself, or Jane at most. You know pretty well, I suppose,     what has been done for the young people. His debts are to be paid,     amounting, I believe, to considerably more than a thousand pounds,     another thousand in addition to her own settled upon _her_, and his     commission purchased. The reason why all this was to be done by him     alone, was such as I have given above. It was owing to him, to his     reserve, and want of proper consideration, that Wickham's character     had been so misunderstood, and consequently that he had been     received and noticed as he was. Perhaps there was some truth in     _this_; though I doubt whether _his_ reserve, or _anybody's_     reserve, can be answerable for the event. But in spite of all this     fine talking, my dear Lizzy, you may rest perfectly assured, that     your uncle would never have yielded, if we had not given him credit     for _another interest_ in the affair. When all this was resolved     on, he returned again to his friends, who were still staying at     Pemberley; but it was agreed that he should be in London once more     when the wedding took place, and all money matters were then to     receive the last finish. I believe I have now told you every thing.     It is a relation which you tell me is to give you great surprise; I     hope at least it will not afford you any displeasure. Lydia came to     us; and Wickham had constant admission to the house. _He_ was     exactly what he had been, when I knew him in Hertfordshire; but I     would not tell you how little I was satisfied with _her_ behaviour     while she staid with us, if I had not perceived, by Jane's letter     last Wednesday, that her conduct on coming home was exactly of a     piece with it, and therefore what I now tell you, can give you no     fresh pain. I talked to her repeatedly in the most serious manner,     representing to her all the wickedness of what she had done, and     all the unhappiness she had brought on her family. If she heard me,     it was by good luck, for I am sure she did not listen. I was     sometimes quite provoked, but then I recollected my dear Elizabeth     and Jane, and for their sakes had patience with her. Mr. Darcy was     punctual in his return, and as Lydia informed you, attended the     wedding. He dined with us the next day, and was to leave town again     on Wednesday or Thursday. Will you be very angry with me, my dear     Lizzy, if I take this opportunity of saying (what I was never bold     enough to say before) how much I like him. His behaviour to us has,     in every respect, been as pleasing as when we were in Derbyshire.     His understanding and opinions all please me; he wants nothing but     a little more liveliness, and _that_, if he marry _prudently_, his     wife may teach him. I thought him very sly;--he hardly ever     mentioned your name. But slyness seems the fashion. Pray forgive     me, if I have been very presuming, or at least do not punish me so     far, as to exclude me from P. I shall never be quite happy till I     have been all round the park. A low phaeton, with a nice little     pair of ponies, would be the very thing. But I must write no more.     The children have been wanting me this half hour. Your's, very     sincerely,
       M. GARDINER.
  The contents of this letter threw Elizabeth into a flutter of spirits,in which it was difficult to determine whether pleasure or pain bore thegreatest share. The vague and unsettled suspicions which uncertainty hadproduced of what Mr. Darcy might have been doing to forward her sister'smatch, which she had feared to encourage, as an exertion of goodness toogreat to be probable, and at the same time dreaded to be just, from thepain of obligation, were proved beyond their greatest extent to be true!He had followed them purposely to town, he had taken on himself all thetrouble and mortification attendant on such a research; in whichsupplication had been necessary to a woman whom he must abominate anddespise, and where he was reduced to meet, frequently meet, reason with,persuade, and finally bribe, the man whom he always most wished toavoid, and whose very name it was punishment to him to pronounce. He haddone all this for a girl whom he could neither regard nor esteem. Herheart did whisper, that he had done it for her. But it was a hopeshortly checked by other considerations, and she soon felt that even hervanity was insufficient, when required to depend on his affection forher, for a woman who had already refused him, as able to overcome asentiment so natural as abhorrence against relationship with Wickham.Brother-in-law of Wickham! Every kind of pride must revolt from theconnection. He had to be sure done much. She was ashamed to think howmuch. But he had given a reason for his interference, which asked noextraordinary stretch of belief. It was reasonable that he should feelhe had been wrong; he had liberality, and he had the means of exercisingit; and though she would not place herself as his principal inducement,she could, perhaps, believe, that remaining partiality for her, mightassist his endeavours in a cause where her peace of mind must bematerially concerned. It was painful, exceedingly painful, to know thatthey were under obligations to a person who could never receive areturn. They owed the restoration of Lydia, her character, every thingto him. Oh! how heartily did she grieve over every ungracious sensationshe had ever encouraged, every saucy speech she had ever directedtowards him. For herself she was humbled; but she was proud of him.Proud that in a cause of compassion and honour, he had been able to getthe better of himself. She read over her aunt's commendation of himagain and again. It was hardly enough; but it pleased her. She was evensensible of some pleasure, though mixed with regret, on finding howsteadfastly both she and her uncle had been persuaded that affection andconfidence subsisted between Mr. Darcy and herself.
  She was roused from her seat, and her reflections, by some one'sapproach; and before she could strike into another path, she wasovertaken by Wickham.
  I am afraid I interrupt your solitary ramble, my dear sister? said he,as he joined her.
  You certainly do, she replied with a smile; but it does not followthat the interruption must be unwelcome.
  I should be sorry indeed, if it were. _We_ were always good friends;and now we are better.
  True. Are the others coming out?
  I do not know. Mrs. Bennet and Lydia are going in the carriage toMeryton. And so, my dear sister, I find from our uncle and aunt, thatyou have actually seen Pemberley.
  She replied in the affirmative.
  I almost envy you the pleasure, and yet I believe it would be too muchfor me, or else I could take it in my way to Newcastle. And you saw theold housekeeper, I suppose? Poor Reynolds, she was always very fond ofme. But of course she did not mention my name to you.
  Yes, she did.
  And what did she say?
  That you were gone into the army, and she was afraid had--not turnedout well. At such a distance as _that_, you know, things are strangelymisrepresented.
  Certainly, he replied, biting his lips. Elizabeth hoped she hadsilenced him; but he soon afterwards said,
  I was surprised to see Darcy in town last month. We passed each otherseveral times. I wonder what he can be doing there.
  Perhaps preparing for his marriage with Miss de Bourgh, saidElizabeth. It must be something particular, to take him there at thistime of year.
  Undoubtedly. Did you see him while you were at Lambton? I thought Iunderstood from the Gardiners that you had.
  Yes; he introduced us to his sister.
  And do you like her?
  Very much.
  I have heard, indeed, that she is uncommonly improved within this yearor two. When I last saw her, she was not very promising. I am very gladyou liked her. I hope she will turn out well.
  I dare say she will; she has got over the most trying age.
  Did you go by the village of Kympton?
  I do not recollect that we did.
  I mention it, because it is the living which I ought to have had. Amost delightful place!--Excellent Parsonage House! It would have suitedme in every respect.
  How should you have liked making sermons?
  Exceedingly well. I should have considered it as part of my duty, andthe exertion would soon have been nothing. One ought not torepine;--but, to be sure, it would have been such a thing for me! Thequiet, the retirement of such a life, would have answered all my ideasof happiness! But it was not to be. Did you ever hear Darcy mention thecircumstance, when you were in Kent?
  I _have_ heard from authority, which I thought _as good_, that it wasleft you conditionally only, and at the will of the present patron.
  You have. Yes, there was something in _that_; I told you so from thefirst, you may remember.
  I _did_ hear, too, that there was a time, when sermon-making was not sopalatable to you as it seems to be at present; that you actuallydeclared your resolution of never taking orders, and that the businesshad been compromised accordingly.
  You did! and it was not wholly without foundation. You may rememberwhat I told you on that point, when first we talked of it.
  They were now almost at the door of the house, for she had walked fastto get rid of him; and unwilling for her sister's sake, to provoke him,she only said in reply, with a good-humoured smile,
  Come, Mr. Wickham, we are brother and sister, you know. Do not let usquarrel about the past. In future, I hope we shall be always of onemind.
  She held out her hand; he kissed it with affectionate gallantry, thoughhe hardly knew how to look, and they entered the house.