Death Comes to Pemberley

Darcy, who was standing by the window, gave a sudden exclamation.
God! What does that fool of a coachman think he's Boing? He'll have the whole chaise over! This is madness. And who an earth are they? Elizabeth, is anyone eise expected tonight?'
Wo one.'
Elizabeth and the rest of the company crowded to the window and there
in the distance saw a chaise, lurching and swaying down the woodland
road towards the house, its two sidelights blazing like small flames. lt
was too distant for the wheels to be heard and it seemed to Elizabeth
that she was seeing a spectral coach of legend, flying soundlessly
through the moonlit night, the dreaded harbinger of death.
 

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