Chapter 2 of The Rescue of Elizabeth Bennet
Elizabeth woke, not as was her custom, by the light of the sun, but by a scream. She looked into the darkness. What had she heard? Was that in a dream of hers? Then, she heard the scream again, a long-drawn-out keening. She sat upright. That was no dream. What was wrong? Jane, who shared her bed, also sat straight up. “What was that?” Elizabeth pulled off the covers and jumped out of bed onto…