Darcy just held her as she cried. His mind was inventing a hundred possible reasons for the tears, but for now the main thing was just getting her to calm down. When she moved, he was reluctant to let her go in case she might faint or hurt herself in some way, and so he stayed near and ready to catch.
She picked up ten letter, and he took it from her trembling hand. Before reading it, however, he turned to put an arm around her waist. “Okay. Please will you come and sit down for me?” he asked, although it wasn’t really a question as such. He was already gently encouraging her into the room properly to give her a seat.