Laura whirled around to see Sarah approaching along the path, and if she was wondering why her mistress was lurking behind the tree she never let her expression convey this as she said, "Miss, Lady Winter would like you to join her and her guests in the drawing room."
Laura considered not going immediately but changed her mind. "Sarah," she asked, "Please let Uncle Simon know I will be joining her ladyship but will speak with him a bit later." Thoughtfully she added "See if you can find out who that gentleman is as I do not recall seeing him before." Laura walked back into the house and thought that she could find out who he was without showing any open interest on her part. Much to her chagrin she glanced back in time to see the man bowing to her uncle and striding off in the opposite direction from the garden. She turned the door handle and went inside.
Now why would he leave that way she mused. Along the shadowed hallway her thoughts continued in this manner. So deep in thought was she that she almost bumped into Alfred as he carried a brass bound trunk toward the staircase. "Oh, I do beg your pardon Alfred," she exclaimed. Alfred had already set the trunk down and was standing back so as to allow her to pass. "All is well miss." he nodded and then proceeded to lift the trunk once more and go upstairs.
Just as she was ready to enter the drawing room she began to wonder why her aunt wanted her to join her. She looked at the grandfather clock to see it was only ten o'clock. Very early for visitors. She pushed open the doors and smiled when she saw who was there.
3 comments:
this is coming along so nicely... almost makes me want to start another blog....
Paisley, You are so encouraging. Thanks.
Ooh, I wonder who it can be.
My mind is agog with anticipation, Lady Theresa!!
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