Page 1: March 16, 2022 Hey friend! I told you we had a love story on our hands! Henry Stanhope seems to have done a real number on our girl here! The bad news, though? This is the last one in the bundle my mom gave me. There HAVE to be more. There have to be! I’m living vicariously through these and I’ll need a fix of some real-life, off-screen romance. A little reminder of the potential that’s out there, somewhere, sometime. It’s weird, though — I asked my mom and she doesn’t have any records of Georgiana marrying. She came here to America in her twenties (the first of a bunch of Darcys to do it, we think), and we know all about that, but there was definitely no name change. We do know, though, that she started a school for the tenants’ children, right there at Pemberley, before she left. There have to be more. My mom’s on it. I did ask her to pass on some other fun facts from her family research. I’m having my fourth graders do a family tree project, so I’m doing one too as an example. I included a version for you, with just my line because there are cousins for DAYS and it gets hairy. Anyway! G mentioned Elizabeth and Fitzwilliam’s twins — Anne and Jane. Anne became a travel writer, and Jane eventually took over the school Georgiana started. Mom also found some letters from old Aunt Catherine, predictably livid that Elizabeth was allowing her home to be used to teach country children and that super-great-grandad Darcy wasn’t stopping her, but it doesn’t seem like anyone paid her much mind. Jane (sister Jane, that is, not twin Jane) and Charles lived happily and quietly and raised a brood of kids. Mary started an etiquette column under the name Miss Morals ; the Derbyshire cousins have a couple of cuttings and they report that the thesis seems generally to be “Have no fun, whatsoever, at any time, for any reason.” Kitty stays pretty quiet; not sure what happened there. Lizzy and Fitzwilliam eventually had a son too: Gardiner, aka my great-great-etc. grandpa!