The Easter Mail-Order Bride (Holiday Mail Order Brides, Book 11) by Morgan Kit

Author:Morgan, Kit [Morgan, Kit]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Angel Creek Press
Published: 2015-04-03T16:00:00+00:00

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“So, we’re all agreed?” asked Mercy. “Betsy, Cecil, Maude and I will be one team, while Horace, Garrett, Ammy and Professor Hamilton make up the other. Between all of us, someone should be able to flush out that crazy matchmaker!”

“Mother, really,” Garrett said with a chuckle. “Don’t you think you’re taking this a little too far?”

“Certainly not. I for one would like to thank the person responsible for bringing you and Ammy together, not to mention helping Cecil come into the family.

“He’s a butler …”

“And he’s a very good one too!”

Garrett sighed and looked at his wife sitting beside him. “What do you think about all this? Don’t you think she’s a little overzealous about this whole thing?”

“I agree with you both, which means I think we should leave well enough alone. I’m sure that if the person responsible was at the town meeting, they know everyone is trying to discover who they are. What I’d be more worried about are folks accusing their friends or neighbors and causing a ruckus that way.”

“Oh dear me,” Mercy said with a frown. “I hadn’t thought of that.”

Cecil came into the parlor with paper and pencil. “All right, I’m ready to record our list of suspects.”

“Father!” Ammy said, abashed. “You mean you’re doing this?”

“Why not? It’ll be an adventure. Besides, I’ve already polished all the silver in the house. What else have I got to do?”

“Find a respectable uniform?” Garrett chuckled.

Cecil glanced at his clothes – his regular clothes. He didn’t mind performing the duties of a butler in the Vander household – it gave him something to do – but he drew the line at dressing like one. Mrs. Vander, however, was ever on the lookout for opportunities to get him used to the idea. Last week she’d gifted him with a black swallowtail coat …

“Enough of that,” Mercy said as she began to pace. “Besides, he can wear his new jacket.”

Cecil winked at Garrett, who smiled. Garrett knew he’d hid the jacket up in the attic a few days ago. “Let us to work then,” he said. “Now, who has the most to gain by sending away for mail-order brides?”

“No one, except maybe someone’s parents,” Garrett said. “I can understand Mrs. Tindle sending away for one for Morgan. And when Mother and her friends sent away for one for Pastor …”

“That hardly counts, dear,” his mother quickly interjected. “We were under great duress and if we hadn’t taken matters into our own hands, who knows what scandal could have befallen our town?”

“Like Pastor Luke up and sending away for a wife on his own?” asked Betsy as she brought in a tea tray and set it on a small table. “You three are still lucky things worked out so well.”

“She’s right, Mother. You and your friends were lucky.”

“Luck had nothing to do with it. We knew what we were doing.”

“Mm-hmm. You’re lucky Pastor Adams didn’t leave town. You want tea, Mrs. Vander?”

“Thank you, Betsy. The point is, everything did work out.

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