Edith Layton by The Choice

Author:The Choice [Choice, The]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Gilly was packing by the following morning.

“No,” Bridget said again, watching her. “Put everything back, if you please. There’s no point to it, and no need for it either. The doctor said the infection’s in London. Margaret doesn’t have it, thank goodness, it was only teething that shot her temperature up last night. Max is perfectly fine. But if any infection is here in town, we won’t be. You know how Ewen worries. If there’s typhus in the East End, he wants the children in the countryside. Adults aren’t in such danger. So it doesn’t and shouldn’t concern you.”

Gilly swung around, her hands on her hips. “Not concern me?” she cried. “Oho! Then you don’t consider me a member of the family anymore?”

“More than ever,” Bridget said calmly, “and forever, too, and well you know it, so don’t give me such sauce, thank you very much. But adults aren’t so susceptible, and you have things that must get done here. Mind, it isn’t such a bad idea, at that, since me being at home will help me get things done there. There’s Betsy’s gown to fit, and speaking of Betsy, the flowers for the ceremony, of course. How charming if she carried a basket of violets, for old times’ sake. And the catering and provisions and lodgings for all the guests to see to. There’s so much to do. Weddings don’t arrange themselves, at least not magnificent ones, and we’ll have no less than that for you.”

“Well, I don’t need to be here then, either,” Gilly said, turning and flinging a chemise into her traveling case with such violence Bridget winced.

“Annie can pack for you,” Bridget said, and then added, “when it’s time for you to leave. Which it is not now. You have a raft of gowns still being fitted, a trunkful of bonnets, and robes and slippers and fans—Lord! Gilly, you can’t leave now! Unless…I’ve noticed…Is there a problem, Gilly?”

“Problem with what?” Gilly said too quickly, turning to stare. “What have you noticed?”

Bridget perched on the edge of the bed, folded her hands, and looked at Gilly. Her eyes were troubled, because she saw the shadows in Gilly’s eyes. “There is such a thing as wedding nerves and that’s perfectly natural. But if it’s more than that, I wish you’d tell me.”

“Why should you think that?” Gilly asked, her cheeks growing pink.

“Because I’m not deaf or blind. After we left Vauxhall yesterday you hardly said two words to Damon. He was quiet, too. I know we made a noisy party at the theater, but at dinner? And later? Come, what’s toward? Have you two quarreled? Is it serious? Or only pre-bridal nerves?”

“Ho!” Gilly said hollowly. “I don’t have a nerve in my body, and you know it.”

“There’s a mare’s nest! But I’ll let it go. Did you fight?”

Gilly shook her head.

“I see. Then what could it be? Every girl is a little nervous before her wedding…Lud! Could it be?” The viscountess seemed to ask herself, her eyes wide.

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