The Grenville Chronicles: A Trilogy by G.G. Vandagriff

Author:G.G. Vandagriff [Vandagriff, G.G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Regency Romance
Publisher: Orson Whitney Press
Published: 2016-10-09T23:00:00+00:00

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Confound it!

John had no idea what instinct had led him to cast off his sling and throw himself into that pond that the Lindsays referred to as a lake. Though he had felt strong enough at the time, his arm hurt like blazes today.

This, together with the knowledge that he had ruined Lady Lindsay’s luncheon and that Miss Haverley would most likely suffer for it, had him in the devil of a pucker. Despite his ill humor, he could still feel the little governess’s trembling body in his arms. Though she had resembled a small, wet kitten, she definitely had a woman’s body. And whereas she had completely taken in stride a carriage accident that could have killed her, her dunking in the water yesterday had genuinely frightened her.

Those heedless girls!

Would Miss Haverley lose her employment? According to Felicity, Lady Lindsay went through governesses faster than flies through an open window. The Misses Molly and Mariah were intractable. And, again, according to Felicity, Lady Lindsay kept Miss Haverley in the tiny attic room of a servant! She had not even had a fire lit there when the governess had suffered her accident.

Even when his arm had ceased its aching, his mood remained sour. After pacing the halls of Grenville Manor for some time, he finally went to his sister-in-law.

“I am concerned for Miss Haverley. What if Lady Lindsay has terminated her employment? What if she has taken a chill and is on the road somewhere in a Mail Coach on the confounded way to Kent?”

Felicity looked up from the child’s garment she was embroidering, a frown on her face. “That is an alarming thought. Shall I pay a call on Lady Lindsay? Perhaps I can put both our minds at ease.”

“If you could do that, maybe I would stop this fretting. I do not like Lady Lindsay, Felicity. I never have. I cannot imagine the perdition of being in her employ.”

“I agree with you there. If the twins were older. . .”

“You need not go to the extreme of employing Miss Haverley. I only wish to determine whether she is well or whether she is likely to die somewhere on the King’s Highway. She is quite a fragile little thing.”

Felicity put down her embroidery. “I shall call there immediately. Do not expect me back any time soon, however. I shall have to slip my inquiry in most deftly amid County gossip. It would not do for her to suspect the reason for my visit.”

“I shall occupy myself in patience. You are a saint, Felicity.”

She smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

“Where is my brother, by the way?”

“Closeted in his library with the bookkeeper, going over the estate accounts. I imagine they will be finished up shortly.”

John hesitated and then chose to wait in the morning room until he saw the bookkeeper leave. He was not estate agent yet. When he went to his brother, he noticed that Alex looked particularly content this morning.

“When would you like me to begin as your estate agent?” John asked.

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