Mr. Darcy's Daughters (2003)
“Darcy's Daughters Twenty-one Lady Warren was yawning her way through a humid, stuffy afternoon. Last night had seen her at a levee, two receptions and a ball, and even she, with more than her fair share of energy and stamina, was beginning to feel fagged from the relentless strain and demands of the London season.
Her stepson’s firm steps outside the door caused her face to brighten. “Come in, George, I am very dull today, so I am delighted to see you. What news? You weren’t at the Christchurch... ball last night. I had thought to see you there.”
“No, I didn’t feel like polite company, so I went slumming it round a few taverns.”
Lady Warren never had the least wish to criticise her stepson for the darker side of his social life, which he took no trouble to conceal from her. She took a vicarious pleasure from it, in fact, aware that, if she had been born a man, her own tastes would as likely as not have driven her to frequent those very same low haunts.
“We ended up at Amy Wilson’s.”MoreLess
Her stepson’s firm steps outside the door caused her face to brighten. “Come in, George, I am very dull today, so I am delighted to see you. What news? You weren’t at the Christchurch... ball last night. I had thought to see you there.”
“No, I didn’t feel like polite company, so I went slumming it round a few taverns.”
Lady Warren never had the least wish to criticise her stepson for the darker side of his social life, which he took no trouble to conceal from her. She took a vicarious pleasure from it, in fact, aware that, if she had been born a man, her own tastes would as likely as not have driven her to frequent those very same low haunts.
“We ended up at Amy Wilson’s.”MoreLess
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