It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good body must be in want of a bit of crumpet.
When Elizabeth Bennet is invited to tea at Rosings she expects to be mildly bored by the ramblings of the dictatorial Lady Catherine de Bourgh but she didn't reckon on again meeting the arrogant Mr Darcy and his dashing cousin, Colonel Fitzwilliam.
The Colonel, who is just back from fighting the Napoleonic Wars, is a cad and he's looking for fun. When he sets his sights on Elizabeth she is determined to resist but the Colonel is used to getting his own way and the more difficult the prey the more satisfying the hunt.
This is Regency England where the scales of power fall very much in favour of the Colonel but with the good name of her family at stake and her very soul in peril Elizabeth must succeed at outwit this pusillanimous predator. But will she? Or will Darcy save her from a fate worse than death?
Thank you to Jane Austen for creating such wonderful characters, plot, dialogue and prose for me to have fun with.