[ Today has been a multitude of emotions for Mary, but also a learning experience. As he protests the need for a doctor and shows signs of pain, concern flickers across her face. Were he only her father's friend she would probably not feel such a desire to see him well, or at least no more than any good Christian would. But slowly she is coming to the realization that she enjoys his company. He wants to hear her play music. He wants to know her favorite authors. And today he provided good advice and a willing ear to her troubles concerning their neighbors. Seeing him hurt is causing her a bit of distress, but she is determined to be the best hostess possible in order to aid him in some way. ]

Of course. However, if I do not see improvement in a few days, I will beg you to reconsider. Or simply go over your head and fetch the doctor anyway. This way, please.

[ As she leads him from the room, Mr. Bennet smiles behind his paper. He hadn't expected such spirit from his middle daughter. Perhaps she is not so dull after all.

Once they've left the room, she will slowly lead the way to his bedroom to allow him the leisure of walking at his own pace. And in her mind, if he should suddenly feel lightheaded or need a rest, perhaps she could aid him with the offer of her arm. ]

I believe everything should be in order. Some of my father's clothes should have been left for you as well. When will you wish to dine?