When she accepts the one Mr Darcy offers, she finds herself in his near-constant company and gets to know him at his best. Not as he would present himself to strangers in some remote corner of Hertfordshire, but as his nearest and dearest know him. An excellent brother, landlord, master. A wonderful man, noble, kind â€" and impossibly handsome.
So who falls in love first? What of Mr Wickham and his dastardly ploys? And how is a lady's companion ever to have a future with one who could marry into the best houses in the land?