The Price of Indiscretion by Cathy Maxwell

Author:Cathy Maxwell [Maxwell, Cathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Historical Romance
ISBN: 9780739456972
Google: Y3q-WAgfZAUC
Amazon: 0060740574
Barnesnoble: 0060740574
Goodreads: 1044384
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2005-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Isabel Severson continued. “You have lost an alarming amount of weight. I’m having broth brought up from the kitchen. It will be here in a moment.”

At the mention of food, Miranda’s stomach knotted and growled in the most unbecoming way.

Isabel smiled. “That’s a good sign. We’ll have you feeling quite the thing in no time.”

“Where—?” Miranda started, stopping when she realized she sounded like a frog croaking.

Her hostess anticipated her needs. She poured a glass of water and offered it for Miranda to drink.

Now Miranda had to move. She lifted herself on her elbows, feeling as if it was the first time she’d moved in ages. The world swirled a bit.

“Take it easy,” Isabel advised her, holding the glass herself for Miranda to drink.

Nothing had ever tasted as good as that fresh water. Miranda didn’t stop until the glass was empty.

She could feel her body soaking up the liquid. “Thank you.” She lay back on the bed. “Am I in England?” she asked. “Or is this heaven?” She’d meant the words dryly.

Isabel laughed. “Not heaven but London, although many believe it to be as close to heaven as one can get in this lifetime.”

Charlotte would think so, and Miranda remembered something else that was very important— she had lost their gold. It had been in her cabin on the Venture, under the bunk. Miranda fought panic. She couldn’t lose that money. She and her sisters would have nothing. “Where is Lady Overstreet?”

Isabel frowned. “I don’t know a Lady Overstreet.”

“Do you know Alex Haddon?” Miranda held her breath, fearing the answer.

“Yes, we are good friends.”

Of course he would be her good friend. Isabel Severson was beautiful. “Is he here?”

A shadow clouded Isabel’s eyes. “No, he’s not,” she said, the words sounding as if reluctantly drawn from her, and a certain sign she was lying.

Miranda shoved aside her jealousy, realizing Alex had exacted a fitting revenge after all. “Do you know where he is?” she asked stiffly.

“No. But,” Isabel hurried to add, “I don’t want you to fear for your future. You are our guest, and Alex left very specific instructions for how you are to be treated.”

“Thank you, but I shall not be staying long.” There, Miranda had proved she had her pride.

“Miss Cameron, you are in no condition to go anywhere. Please, Alex, my husband, and I would be alarmed if you were to go off without fully recovering.”

Out of the whole speech, Miranda heard only two words. “Your husband?”

“Yes, my husband. Michael Severson. He is Alex’s business partner. He is up in Yorkshire right now purchasing good English wool to sell abroad.”

Relief flooded Miranda. Alex hadn’t betrayed her. “So your husband owns the ship Alex sails?” she said, wanting nice, tidy, complete answers.

“Alex also owns the ship,” Isabel said. “In fact, he and Michael own three ships now. Alex doesn’t have to captain one but he chooses to do so.”

Alex owned three ships?

Isabel interpreted her stunned surprise for interest. “Sometimes I wonder why Alex works as hard as he does.

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