Amelia's Intrigue by Judith A. Lansdowne

Author:Judith A. Lansdowne [Lansdowne, Judith A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Overlord Publishing
Published: 2019-07-31T23:00:00+00:00

AS darkness moved over the sullen streets of Puddin’ Lane, Geordie, Bear, Jesse, Abby, and Davey sat down to a dinner of hog’s cheek, potatoes, and sprouts. Bear was spending the cartwheels sparingly, for he had not the least idea when he would work again. The children, though, were each treated to a glass of milk. The carousel, which Abby longed to paint a bright yellow with red trim, and which Davey insisted needed to have its animals the right colours as well, had been safely put to rest on a high shelf in the tiny pantry, and it was very soon after the meal that three tired and well-scrubbed young ones trooped off into the back room to find their beds. Bear leaned back in his chair and lit his pipe with a twist of paper from the fire. He sat gazing at Geordie until that gentleman began to grow uneasy and wiggle about under the scrutiny. “Wh-What is the m-matter, B-Bear? Have I d-done something b-bad?”

“Bad? No. ’Tis nothin’ wrong, lad. I just been athinkin’ thin’s over. Do ye miss yer brother?”

“Y-Yes, but T-Tony has b-been away before for longer than this. I sh-shall be g-glad to see him, though.”

“Are ye sure, Geordie, that Gentleman Jackson knows where ’tis ye live? Ye are not just pretendin’?”

Geordie gave his head a rather violent shake. “Honest. He and T-Tony are friends.”

“Well, I cain’t quite fathom it, lad, but ’tis worth a try, I expect. If they’ll let us in ta speak wi’ the man, that is.”

“Wh-Why would they n-not let us in, B-Bear?”

“Well, because them there rooms o’ his be right in the middle o’ dandy country, me boy. Dandies around o’ it; dandies in it; an’ dandies a guardin’ o’ it.”

Geordan grinned, and Bear could not help but grin back. “What is it yer grinnin’ at, scamp?”

“I was thinking wh-what Tony would s-say if he knew he w-were a d-dandy. He is m-most disrep’table, you know, B-Bear.”

Bear laughed and, standing, began to clear the dishes from the table. “Aye, I reckon he is a bit disreputable, that one. From what Coffee tells me o’ him anyways. You wipe ’em dry, Geordie,” he said, tossing a piece of an old muslin shirt at the earl. “Yesterday ye tried ta wash th’ decorations right offa th’ plates, not ta mention how long it took afore we ’ad ’em done.”

“B-But I had never w-washed dishes b-before, Bear. I h-had to figure out about h-how to d-do it.”

“Yes, an’ ye liked fiddlin’ in th’ water an’ makin’ soapy suds an’ bubbles as well. I reckon there was more fiddlin’ than there was figgerin’ going on. Ye do the dryin’, lad an’ we’ll ’ave time fer a cup o’ tea afore we turn in.”

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