Some form of devilry has come over Mr. Darcy.
Since his father’s death, Mr. Darcy has endeavored to be reliable, responsible and restrained. But upon arriving at Netherfield Park in Hertfordshire, he is simply tired of being so damnably well regulated.
What brought on this sudden revival of the carefree mischief that characterized Darcy’s younger days? Perhaps it was a shocking incident that took place just past the hamlet of Longbourn in which he rescues Miss Elizabeth Bennet from the raging current of a rain-swollen stream. The lady, if she could be called that, did not prefer to be rescued, and his dunking resulted, not in the gratitude that was his due, but in her confoundingly irresistible resentment of his interference.
Told entirely in Mr. Darcy’s point of view, this tale of his entanglement with the Bennet family and their mysterious grief, is interwoven with a love story made up of a most delicious exchange of looks, barbs, pranks and innuendos between the lightning bolt of Longbourn, Elizabeth Bennet, and the man she regularly singed, frustrated and humbled.
Of course, they will end up together – won’t they?