To Catch a Lady by Pamela Labud

Author:Pamela Labud
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2016-01-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Caro slept very well that night, dreaming of a quiet sea and shimmering moonlight. She saw her husband there, waving to her on the beach. Beckoning her to join him. She awakened to a light tapping on her door.

“Your Grace,” Meggie said on the other side. “I have your breakfast. His Grace had it made special for you.”

Caro rose from her bed and opened the door for her servant. “That was very kind of him. Perhaps I could join him in the breakfast room.”

“Oh, no, Your Grace. He left over an hour ago. He said he had to go into Brumbly to get some supplies.”

“I see.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

In a few minutes a tray of fresh poached eggs, biscuits, and smoked ham sat in front of her. Three different jellies, a steaming pot of tea, and a bowl of butter were also on the tray. And a few minutes later Meggie returned with a small pitcher of fresh cream.

“My goodness, I can’t possibly eat all of this.”

Meggie laughed. “He said you’d say that, Your Grace.”

“My husband thinks to placate me with food, no doubt. Well, he won’t like it so much when my gowns won’t fit me and I shall have to have new ones made.”

Both women chuckled. “Men are like that, aren’t they?”

“Yes.” Caro sipped the tea; it tasted like Heaven. “Still, it’s all very thoughtful of him.”

“Yes, ma’am. Speaking of gowns, a delivery arrived today.” Meggie left the room and returned with two large boxes.

“What are those?”

“New gowns, Your Grace. A riding habit and an afternoon walking dress, I believe.”

“Oh!” They were absolutely gorgeous. “My goodness. Look at that material. And the buttons are so delicate.”

The riding habit was midnight blue velvet with small pearl buttons and white lace around the collar and cuffs. The afternoon dress was of light cotton, with a delicate print of green leaves and tiny cream-colored flowers.

“But very well made, by the looks of them. Where did they come from?”

Meggie hesitated. “His Grace told his aunt that you needed some new clothes. She had these made for you.”

“Oh, and so quickly, too! It’s barely been a week.”

“Well, I heard the footman say that she roused her dressmaker an hour after you were married. He said that she has the poor thing working around the clock to fully outfit you for your return to London.”

The thought of Amelia’s kindness brought tears to Caro’s eyes. “My husband’s aunt is very thoughtful.”

Meggie began clearing the dishes. “If you don’t mind my saying so, Your Grace, wouldn’t that make her your aunt, too?”

Caro drew in a breath. “It does indeed. When we’ve finished dressing, I’ll need some writing materials. I need to send a thank-you letter to”—she paused for a moment—“my aunt.”

“Yes, Your Grace.” The maid started to turn away but paused. “Dear me, I almost forgot. Please forgive my addled thoughts, ma’am.”

“Yes,” Caro asked, curious to see what had Meggie so unsettled.

“Mrs. Higgins sent a missive. I almost forgot to give it to you.” Reaching into her pocket, Meggie pulled out a calling card and handed it to Caro.

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