What the Scot Hears by Amy Quinton

Author:Amy Quinton [Quinton, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-9989242-0-5
Publisher: Amy Quinton

On A Farm: Two Towns Over, or 20 Miles as the Crow Flies

Kelly and his driver dismounted their respective horses and eyed the out of place carriage sitting in the middle of a wheat field to the right of a farm house two miles outside of the town of Burrwich. It certainly looked like his missing conveyance.

Damn.

He shook his head. He was both irritated and impressed by Mrs. Chase’s ability to abscond so thoroughly. He’d certainly underestimated her capabilities.

Kelly walked up the steps to the main cottage and rapped on the front door while pasting on his most amiable smile.

He waited.

And waited.

Dammit, if she were escaping out the back door…

Kelly had barely finished the thought before he was bounding down the steps and around to the back of the house.

He came to a halt as he came upon an unexpected sight—the farmer and his very pregnant wife were playing ole Venus’s game, right outside amongst the beets and barley.

“Well, ahem, pardon my intrusion.” He winked at the farmer. “I’ll just take myself back to the front door and see ye when yer finished up here, then.”

He turned on his heel and left, shaking his head with a smile and a laugh.

Ah, lucky farmer.

Half an hour later, the farmer came strolling around the side of the house, a whistling a merry tune. He sported a wide grin and nary a blush.

Kelly recognized a kindred spirit when he saw one.

“My name’s Kelly. Are you Mr. Jones?”

“Yes, that’s me. How do you do, Mr. Kelly?”

“Fine, fine. I came out on account of your interesting addition to the right field over there—the one with the traveling carriage sat out in the middle. It looks familiar, you see. I believe the previous owner may have been my cousin, Mrs. Amelia Chase. We’ve been searching for her for a few days now, when she didn’t show up at the house as planned.”

The farmer’s grin fell; his face gone serious with concern. “Well, that is interesting. The previous owner of that carriage is…er, was… Mrs. Chase. She traded it for our donkey, Ole Bruce, when she came upon me and the missus stranded on the side of the road. She offered the swap, so I could get my Mary back to Town seeing as she couldn’t ride Bruce and the wagon was undrivable, what with a broken wheel and all. So Mrs. Chase left on Ole Bruce and I took me Mary home in the carriage.”

Kelly searched the farmer’s eyes for the veracity in his words.

“It’s the honest to God truth, I tell ya. We didn’t steal it, if that’s what you’re thinking…” The man suddenly looked fearful. He removed his dusty hat and began twisting it in his hands.

“Oh, no, no. I didn’t think that for a moment. I’m merely surprised, that’s all.” Kelly was quick to reassure the man.

Though now, it was the farmer’s turn to look suspicious.

“Did Mrs. Chase happen to say where she was headed?” Kelly asked.

Wary now, the farmer said, “She said she was a guest of the duke, over the hill there.

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