The Magician's Dream (Oona Crate Mystery: book 3) by Shawn Thomas Odyssey

Author:Shawn Thomas Odyssey [Odyssey, Shawn Thomas]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Published: 2015-07-13T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

The Rally

“Let me guess,” said Mrs. Carlyle. “That’s him there. The one in the top hat.”

Oona, Deacon, the Wizard, and Mrs. Carlyle approached the crowd of people surrounding the stage. Samuligan, who seemed uninterested in human politics, had stayed behind with the horse and carriage.

The sun was out, lighting up the park grounds like green carpet, turning the shade beneath the trees into welcoming shelter.

Mrs. Carlyle pointed toward the growing crowd, but Oona knew precisely whom the maid was referring to. Oona had spotted Adler’s shabby top hat and ragged cloak from as far away as the park entrance. He stood near the edge of the crowd beside his sister, Isadora, and their mother, Madame Iree, the famous dressmaker.

“Perhaps you’ll give us an introduction,” the maid said.

Oona’s face went very warm.

She was impressed by the number of people in attendance. There must have been at least three hundred people.

“Looks like a good turnout,” said the Wizard.

“Indeed,” Mrs. Carlyle agreed.

“She’ll need more votes than this to win though, don’t you think?” Oona asked.

“She will indeed,” Deacon said. “But look at that fancy display. Must have cost a fortune.”

Deacon was referring to the festive decorations that had been hung from the trees and draped around the stage. Molly Morgana Moon’s campaign staff had been hard at work since Oona had last seen the stage the day before. Signs hung from every tree limb, each of them displaying a printed photograph of the candidate’s smiling face.

The image accentuated Molly Morgana Moon’s large eyes, which looked both concerned and likable at the same time. Above her image had been printed slogans such as a vote for me is a vote for you! and let’s take back our street!

It was all very professional and quite expensive-looking.

“Molly Morgana Moon has always been good at raising money,” The Wizard said. “She knows all the right people. Perhaps I was wrong, and she does stand a chance after all.”

That was encouraging, Oona thought, and then came to a stop at the edge of the crowd right behind Adler. She tapped him on the shoulder.

“Ah, Miss Crate,” he said, spinning around and tipping his hat.

“Hello, Adler,” Oona said. “I believe you know my uncle, the Wizard.”

Adler bowed slightly. “Of course. Good day to you, sir.”

“And a fine day it is,” the Wizard said agreeably.

“And this is Mrs. Carlyle, our new housemaid,” Oona said.

Adler’s eyebrows rose slightly at being introduced to a housemaid, which was highly unusual, Oona knew, but he recovered quickly and tipped his hat. “A pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Carlyle.”

“The pleasure is mine, Mr. Iree,” Mrs. Carlyle said, and gave Oona an overt wink. “And don’t you think Miss Crate is looking lovely today?”

Adler gave a half shrug before answering: “She does . . . but then again, she looks lovely every day.”

“Really? Is that so?” said a sharp, disbelieving voice, and Oona turned to discover Isadora staring at her, arms crossed.

“Hello, Isadora,” Oona said. “How are you today?”

Isadora glanced around, ignoring the question. “Where

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