You spend a very pleasant week touring the Lakes with your favourite daughter. By day you indulge her wish to tramp up and down hills, while by night you roam further afield - enjoying the chilly air over Wastwater, the deepest lake in England, and looking up a distant relation at Croglin Grange.

You return to Longbourn sufficiently refreshed to withstand the incessant chatter of your dear wife. Lizzy appears to be reconciled to a Darcy-less life, and you have high hopes that she will accompany you on future travels - to the Lakes, and beyond.

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