Edgar Allan Poe ‘So which ravishing hero delayed you this time?’ Joshua teased Darcy the following morning when she arrived a couple of minutes late to open up at Chaucer’s. ‘Heathcliff or Rochester? Don’t these Regency cads realise you have a job?’ ‘It was Mr Darcy actually.’ Going inside, she switched on the lights and went about readying the store for a busy day ahead, given there were now only a few days left till Christmas. ‘And I don’t believe he approves of my employment actually,’ she joked, grabbing a stack of books from the countertop and moving them to the side. ‘And for him, being late is worth it, is it?’ her colleague asked. ‘Maybe, I don’t know. Actually, I’m mildly frustrated,’ she told him. ‘My subconscious keeps putting a lake in my dream and it’s annoying as everyone knows that entire lake scene with Colin Firth in the TV series isn’t in the book at all.
