Wedgewick Woman by Patricia Strefling

Author:Patricia Strefling [Strefling, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Historical, cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 9781477660768
Google: H9ZsMAEACAAJ
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Goodreads: 15742531
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2011-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

“So that’s what all the shouting was about? The Scot that carried you in here? Why, if I would have known that…that…man…I wouldn’t have let him lay a bloody hand on ya.”

“It has come to this and I never thought it would.” she raised herself, ignoring Phoebe’s angry words.

“Now, now, we shall reason with the Laird. He cannot just snap Eleanor up and take her home. You are her mother. He will have to take you, too.” She spoke in soothing tones.

“Oh, but you do not know him. He hated Helen and he will hate me. He already does.” She sobbed again. “You did not see the way he looked at me. Oh, Phoebe, what am I to do?”

“Have you forgotten your prayers to God, Annabel?” Phoebe asked quietly.

Annabel quieted.

Phoebe prayed even harder that God would intercede somehow. Her heart beat now as she realized that the secret was out. And if that man out there was Eleanor’s father…and she knew now by his look, for indeed little Eleanor looked just like her father…trouble was only beginning to brew.

“Perhaps God is punishing me.” Her voice was barely audible to Phoebe’s ears.

“I deceived that man and kept Eleanor for myself and now I shall lose her. Oh, that we would not have listened to Helen and told the truth from the beginning.” She sniffed.

“Hush now. We’ll think of something, Annabel. Now we must be thinking of Eleanor.”

“Yes, you are right.” She agreed and sat up, straightened her skirt, and squeezed her hands together and placed them in her lap. Two hours passed. Slowly. Annabel and Phoebe remained in the darkened chapel, the Laird in the wait room.

“I am going for some refreshment. Now don’t wave me off. You have not eaten and I will not have you swooning dead away again and leaving me to deal with the Laird.” Phoebe’s voice was strong.

“I shall return in just a few moments. You need a hot cup of tea.

“Remain here. Will you be all right?”

“I will be all right. But please do not tarry, for I do not wish to face the Laird alone.” She admitted, fear striking her eyes.

“Nay, you will not. I assure you.” Phoebe hurried off.

As soon as Phoebe was out of sight, Annabel heard a man calling her name. It was Doctor Kane.

She rose, balanced herself, then saw the light slice through the darkened chapel as the door opened. “Are you in here, Annabel?”

“I am here. Is she all right, Dr. Kane?”

Her voice and then her face came into view.

“What has happened to you?” He was mortified.

“I know I must look a sight…” he hands fluttered about. “Please tell me now if Eleanor is all right.”

“Eleanor is fine. The operation was successful and we are all quite pleased. The new procedure is quite the thing.” His voice raised in excitement as he balanced her with hands at her shoulders.

“When can I see her, then?”

“Come, I’ll take you to her.”

“But…what if…”

“What?” he look down at her kindly.

“What if the Laird is there, too? What if he won’t let me see her?” Her voice raised.

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