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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The news that the drunk vicar from town had actually proposed engagement to Elizabeth Marton of Roland house seemed to greatly interest a large number of people. For some, the news was taken - as Miss Lucinda Fitzwield took it - as some great joke, but for others, namely Elizabeth's family and friends, the affair was a subject of concern. Either way, the gossip traveled like wildfire. Mr. Emmerson, was also a source of many a gossip, for it was said that, after Elizabeth had been taken home, he had suddenly developed the most terrible headache, right out of the blue. Mr. Fitzwield, it was noticed, however, seemed to be the main encourager of the stories, chiefly the ones involving Elizabeth and heartbreak.

However, many of the rumors where driven right out of people's minds when, some time in November, it was announced that Mr. Emmerson's mother and two younger sisters would be coming to visit them all shortly.


"Good heavens!" exclaimed Anne Marton upon the time of their arrival - during which the Martons were at Inklefields - jumping up from the window seat in the library. "Mr. Emmerson, you had better come and look! Is that not your family crest on that carriage?"

At once, everyone crowded around Anne as a black carriage drew up outside the front door and out stepped the guests.

There came a tall, dark-haired, elegant-looking woman of about Mrs Marton's age first. She was very graceful and rather proud-looking, but not so much that she seemed haughty. She had high, prominent cheekbones and was succeeded by the elder one of Mr. Emmerson's sisters, Ophelia, whom, too, had the dark hair of the rest of the family, but whom had less prominent cheekbones than her mother and whom, in terms of build and shape, looked funnily like Lucinda Fitzwield, whom she seemed to be friends with; as Ophelia stepped out of the carriage, Miss Fitzwield said loudly "Ah! My most intimate friend!"

"And most intimate partner in destruction." muttered Mr. Emmerson darkly, putting about that he thought rather ill of Ophelia Emmerson but, thankfully, Lucinda Fitzwield did not hear him.

Last of all, walked the youngest of the Emmerson family, Georgia, and she was the loveliest of them all. Although, unlike her brother, her hair was chestnut and she was of the opposite sex, it was obvious that, even from a distance, how alike they were in looks. Georgia Emmerson, like Mr. Emmerson, had the same handsome face and grey eyes, and she was - there was no other word for it - lovely. She walked with good posture, although it was not in an extraordinarily proud way, and she seemed to be permanently smiling. She was more pretty, even, than Janet and, according to Mr. Emmerson's delighted change of expression, she was his personal favorite. Elizabeth, slightly awe-struck, could see why, for, if indeed she was as pleasant in nature as she was in looks, then Georgia Emmerson must be the loveliest person to walk the soils of the earth. 

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