Let me Dry your Eyes

Summary

There once was a lonely little girl who was the youngest of five children. And an angry young man whose mother died and left him with a grieving father and a baby sister mere hours old. This is their story.

AN-I have no right to Pride and Prejudice or its characters. That joy solely belongs to Jane Austin and her descendants.

Charter One: The Meeting

William Prov

Why in the world does that ridiculous Doctor think that a change in scenery could possible help? Mother why did you have to die? Father should at least name the baby you gave your life for. Sigh... I am not even sure where I have wondered to. At least there seems to be a clearing…what was that? 'Hic…Sob…Hic' Is someone crying maybe I should turn back I am in no mood to deal with someone else's problem. It's such a little girl. I can't just leave her here she sounds so miserable.

I walked closer to her and began to realize that her hair which I previously thought of as dark brown is actually black. She doesn't seem to be any older than eight or nine which makes me wonder what she is doing out by herself. I am asking myself questions that I knew only she could answerer. Why is she crying? Why is she alone? Where is she from and most important what is her name?

"Will you tell me why you cry so?" I kneeled by her side waiting for her to look up at me and answer my question.

"What?" Ouch…that must have hurt. She jerked her head up so fast…My god...Beautiful is the only way to describe eyes such as hers. Her eyes are like that of emerald gems that express so much. Oh yes must answer her question.

"I wish to know why you have so much sorrow. What has made you cry" She looked down and it seemed as if she was not sure what she should do. I wish I could find some way to help her. "Please at least tell me your name." As she looked up at me she seems determined to well I'm not sure what but I can tell that she is.

"My name is Elizabeth. I was crying because my mother said that I was not as pretty as my sister Jane and not nearly as lively as Lydia. I know that and I she has said it before but it still makes me sad. I don't think she likes me..." I can't just sit here while she starts crying again. I moved her to my lap and she continues her story. "My father just sits there and laughs it all off as a joke. I know it shouldn't but it hurts..."

How could someone be so neglectful? I...I...I wish I could do something other than just listen to her problems. Good her tears are starting to lessen.

"You didn't tell me your name?" I hear her whisper some time later looking up into my face. Her eyes at least seem to have lost the teary eyed look. They are starting to have a lively look to them.

"Oh my name is Fitzwilliam. I am pleased to meet you Miss Elizabeth"

"Hee hee... I' not a miss just plain old Lizzy" Good I got her to laugh Lizzy though doesn't seem to fit the beauty she will become. "Fitz...Fitzwill...Fitzwilliam... your name is hard to say can I call you William?" No one has ever called me that not even mother it was always Will or Fitzwilliam.

"I...Yes you may. It will please you to know that you will be the first to call me as such." I tell her gently setting her down and standing up. I'm hungry I should have grabed something from the kitchen before I left. Okay stormed out at least now though I don't feel so mad.

Elizabeth Prov

Hee hee... he's so funny, and nice. I like William. My tummy is hungry I wonder if William is to? I should ask Oh well I'll just do this. Grabbing his hand I went toward the basket of goodies that Mrs. Hill made for me.

"Would you like to eat with me Mrs. Hill gave me this basket to have for dinner when my mama told me to be gone for the day?" Uh oh should I have not said that he looks upset?

"I would love to Eliza. I myself did not get a very good breakfast and was just lamenting to fact that I had not brought any dinner with me. I am delighted to be able to stay longer with you" His smile is so pretty. I think he is just being polite but it makes me happy that he said that he wanted to stay longer in my company. Eliza I like it much more than Lizzy.

"I like Eliza no one else has called me that either. I am happy that you said that but I don't think that you mean it. It was a nice thing to say however." He looked at me it seems sad somehow I didn't want him sad.

"I meant every word of it Eliza and it makes me very happy that I am the only one to call you such. I hope you will believe me because no matter what your mother says you are beautiful although I have not quite known you long enough to know if you are a lively sort."

Authors Pleadings

Please tell me what you think this is my first Pride and prejudice try. Should I continue or should I start over.

If I do continue Should be a big part or should he follow his wife. If he stays does he like William or Georgianna, maybe both? Well you tell me what you think!

Pleading on my hands and knees. Just a good job would encourage this lowly writer.