Tulips For Augusta by Betty Neels

Author:Betty Neels [NEELS, BETTY]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction
Published: 2011-03-11T00:00:00+00:00

Constantijn spared her a brief glance.

“All right? The car’s not far.”

She didn’t reply, only nodded, for she was tired and hot and sore in a great many places, and over and above all this, she was extremely happy.

The Rolls stood by the side of the narrow road, sleek and polished and exuding a quiet power which didn’t need advertisement. Like its owner, thought Augusta, as he helped her in, put the child carefully on her lap, ushered Rex into the back of the car and got in himself. They drove in silence while she pondered the fact that he should be there at all. After her first surprise, his appearance had seemed quite natural at the quarry, but that was because she had been scared and had wanted him. She was prevented from following this interesting train of thought by the child on her lap, whose sudden restlessness held her attention until they reached the hospital at Sherbome. It should have surprised her that the doctor seemed well known there, but somehow it seemed perfectly natural.

The boy was whisked away, Constantijn went off to telephone Buller’s Farm and she herself was led away to a cubicle where she was given what he had called ‘the appropriate and soothing treatment’, and joined him again in time to hear that Mr Duller was already on his way to the hospital and that the X-rays confirmed a mild concussion and the fractured clavicle.

“You don’t mind if we wait until the boy’s father gets here?” Constantijn wanted to know. Augusta shook her head and accepted a cup of tea, but Mr Buller arrived before she had time to finish it. She listened while the doctor explained what had happened. He told the story succinctly, with due emphasis

on her prompt and level-headed behaviour, so that she blushed hotly, hideously aware of tangled hair and torn clothes. She endured Mr Buller’s thanks politely, promised to telephone him later to find out about the little boy, and went outside to the car with Constantijn, who, having restored Rex to his master, held the door open for her. But she held back.

“It was very kind of you to rescue us,” she began inadequately.

“I won’t keep you any longer—1 hope we haven’t spoilt your afternoon. I’ll—I’ll telephone someone to come for me.”

He didn’t appear to have heard a word she had been saying, but,

“Do get in,” he said in a mild no-nonsense voice, so that she did so. Only after he had turned into the main road did she venture to remark that he would need to take a turning.

“Yes, I know. Nip tree Petherton, the stone house standing back from the road on the left, just before you come to the church. Funny, I must have passed it a hundred times.”

She echoed faintly,

“A hundred times?” and shot him a startled glance.

“You don’t live here as well as in Alkmaar?”

He laughed.

“Well, no, but Dr So ames is my godfather. When he needs a holiday or feels off colour I get my partner to look after my side of the practice and come over.

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