Elizabeth Marton

From even her first sighting of him, Elizabeth strongly despises Fitzwilliam Emmerson, the silent, surly friend of Edmund Fitzwield, owner of a nearby estate. However when things take a funny turn and something more than what Miss Marton could ever have anticipated is revealed, she begins to realize
exactly how wrongly judgemental she has been, particularly concerning Mr. Emmerson's father...

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On dull, rainy days, such as this, Elizabeth Marton would find herself with almost nothing to do. Her younger sisters, Anne and Kitty, the latter being an unquiet, rowdy sort of girl, would always busy themselves in some manner - Anne usually with a book in the library. Consequently, Elizabeth would tend to amuse herself with the company of her elder sister, Janet. And very good company it was, too. When the weather persisted on crying, talking seemed to be the best remedy.

It just so happened, in fact, that, upon one of these such days, it was announced that a ball was to be attended the following Wednesday, held by Inklefield's, the house over the way, latest resident; a young gentleman of not more than seven-and-twenty and with a large fortune to his name. He was, of course, none other than the man with the title: Mr. Edmund Fitzwield, whom had been the source of many a chinwag amongst the ladies of the area, as the question of whether or not he was single was the sole concern of many the richer ladies, including Elizabeth's mother, Mrs Marton. What with four young daughters to marry off, and not one son whom could inherit her husband's main fortune after his death, the subject of Mr Fitzwield's engagement, whether under way or not, was very much to her interest.

And so, once the invitation to the ball at Inklefield house had been delivered, many of the members of Roland house were bubbling with excitement. Elizabeth wasn't, however, although she she looked forward to it very much and nor  was her father, or her sister Janet, the latter being about as much interest as Elizabeth herself was. But for her mother, Mary and Kitty, the subject of the ball was very much of interest and discussed to such a degree that even Janet, with her sweet temper and placid ways complained, as positively as possible, about the affair to Elizabeth.

"It simply won't do," she told Elizabeth one evening whilst they were perched upon the chairs in the parlour "That the others are conversing in such an obsessive manner about these things! Kitty's mind is rouge enough without more being contributed."

"All the same, my darling Janet," replied Elizabeth, for once upholding position as consoler. "I do look forward to the prospective schemes very much and you cannot deny how much you love a dance."

Janet let out a little sigh "True, Lizzie. It is true. And I am, too, very excited about the opportunity to start new acquaintances..."

"Well then, you must focus on that!" Exclaimed Elizabeth, and the matter of the ball was no longer discussed by the two eldest Martons.

 

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