enswathe: (𝐩𝐥𝐞.)
𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡. ([personal profile] enswathe) wrote 2022-10-28 06:00 am (UTC)

( for as much as he adores his friend, sometimes mr. bennet only talks to hear his voice not to start a conversation. which, in this case, atticus is immensely grateful of as it relieves him of any obligation to respond. instead, he remains silent and watches the streaking landscape pass by, only turning his head occasionally to nod. the other passengers are silent. miss bennet because, like him, she doesn't feel the need to choke the pleasantry from silence with prattle. conversely, mrs. bennet, who cannot help but prattle, chooses not to speak, instead pursuing her lips together tightly to show how miserable she is in his presence. as if her silence is a punishment.

when they arrive at longbourn, mrs. bennet immediately exits and enters the house, rushing pass the housekeeper. though aware of her dislike of him, atticus didn't believe it was strong enough to provoke her to neglect her hostess duties. clutching his aching ribs, he steps from the carriage. the ride had stiffened his bones and made his gait more laggard. he had suffered injured ribs before but, then, he at least had the advantage of being tended to by experienced surgeons. here, he may not be afforded that privilege as the town doctor was accustomed to more idle maladies.

by mr. bennet's words, it appears that miss bennet is substituting as the lady of the house. as atticus passes by her, he stops and mutters softly so the others don't hear, )
May I suggest a downstairs bedroom, Miss Bennet?

( atticus can attest to his capacity to walk, but is less certain of climbing and descending. if he is expected to leave his room for meals, less exertion would make his temperament much more agreeable whilst in the presence of company. )

I would also suggest Hungary water. ( only a couple sips of hungary water, a distilled brandy with rosemary and thyme, were required and that with the ice packs would soothe his pain and nerves enough to rest.

he excused himself and followed the others into longbourn. although he was more familiar with the library and could travel there with his eyes closed, he had deduced the parlor's location some time again just by the way mr. bennet's mood darkened as they walked passed to get to the library. apparently, it was one of mrs. bennet's favourite rooms as it looked out on the front garden and enabled her to see the comings and goings. however, after atticus enters, it may fall from her favour. in fact, after his stay here, she may not be so distressed at losing longbourn when mr. bennet dies and she's forced out.

however, atticus is not forced to find the parlor on his own as mr. bennet waits for him in the foyer to show him to the parlor. the master of the house declares that it's luck that he came on this day and not the previous when the maids polished the floor. atticus responds that it's a pity then as that meant mrs. bennet would be forced to endure his presence for longer. mr. bennet chortles and leads him into the parlor. he takes his normal spot in the armchair near the fireplace while atticus sits on the sofa at the end with his injured ribs leaning upwards. his right hand still rests there acting as a temporary bandage until an actual one can be provided. )

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