Greetings dear ladies,
I must interrupt your tea with a bit of grave news.
Something was amiss here in Pemberley not so long ago that you may or may not have heard about.
If not, I implore you to read about the matter. It may shed some light as to why my dear wife, Elizabeth, is not able to attend this event.
And now, please continue to enjoy refreshments and walks through the Pemberley gardens during your visit.
I am just now called away for a meeting of the most extreme urgency with Mr. Bingley.
My dear sister, Georgiana, will continue to share your company.
Fare thee well.
Find out more about this mystery...
by P.D. James
It is 1803, six years since Elizabeth and Darcy embarked on their life together at Pemberley, Darcy’s magnificent estate. Their peaceful, orderly world seems almost unassailable. Elizabeth has found her footing as the chatelaine of the great house. They have two fine sons, Fitzwilliam and Charles. Elizabeth’s sister Jane and her husband, Bingley, live nearby; her father visits often; there is optimistic talk about the prospects of marriage for Darcy’s sister Georgiana. And preparations are under way for their much-anticipated annual autumn ball.
Then, on the eve of the ball, the patrician idyll is shattered. A coach careens up the drive carrying Lydia, Elizabeth’s disgraced sister, who with her husband, the very dubious Wickham, has been banned from Pemberley. She stumbles out of the carriage, hysterical, shrieking that Wickham has been murdered. With shocking suddenness, Pemberley is plunged into a frightening mystery.
WIN a copy of this book!
Open to all.
Offer ends: October 31, 2012
TO DO: (2-parts)
1. EXCLAIM - what would you say to Mr. Darcy upon hearing this news?
2. SPREAD the word - tweet, facebook, blog, etc about this giveaway
In comments make sure to tell me what you did.
AND, leave your email (if I don't already have it)
Participant exclamations:
Lady Vee: Oh, dear!
Lady Diana: Careful, this could be a trick!
Lady Giada: Was it you?! O__O And then Well done!
Lady MAD: Harumph! Knowing Wickham, I am mildly astounded his murder has taken this long to materialize!
Lady Mystica: rendered speechless - Just overwhelmed!
Princess Lúthien: I don't buy it. That sly thing... murdered. Are you jesting?
Lady Sophia Rose: *rendered speechless* (I'm always speechless when someone says something shocking)
Lady Vicki: That scoundrel? Never! It's probably a hoax to wriggle out of paying his debts...
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Contest has ended - winner is here
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* image source Mr. Darcy, couple dancing
