Winter Wedding (Betty Neels Collection) by Betty Neels

Author:Betty Neels
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2013-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

THE DAYS AND NIGHTS flew by and it was lucky that the nights weren’t too bad, for there was a good deal to do before she went to bed each morning. She had arranged for a warehouse to store the furniture and they were to come for it on the day before she was due to leave and although that was still ten days away, there was a good deal of packing up to be done. And Mary telephoned most days to give her news of the twins and recount how well they were settling in. There had been a phone call from Louisa, too, an excited hasty conversation in which Emily couldn’t get a word in edgeways. Life was fun, said Louisa, and she loved the model school although it was hard work and some of the girls were incredibly mean to each other. ‘Not that I care,’ said Louisa airily, ‘it’s a competitive profession. Oh, Emily, you can’t think what you’ve missed, wasting your time in a hospital.’

Emily forbore from the obvious comment that she was hardly model material. ‘I’m quite happy,’ she pointed out. ‘Shall I see you some time?’

But Louisa was vague about that. Not before Christmas, and certainly not at Christmas; she had so many parties lined up…

‘In the New Year, then, love,’ said Emily. ‘I’ll let you know my address when I’ve got one.’

Afterwards she remembered that Louisa hadn’t asked her how she was managing or how she was going to move house or whether she had a job to go to. ‘Oh, well, as long as she’s happy,’ said Emily to the room at large.

She saw nothing of the Professor, although she went a little early each evening and lingered in the morning in the hope of meeting him. He had disappeared into thin air, it seemed, and she started her nights off feeling let down. The house looked strangely empty when she reached it, most of the books and ornaments had been packed now and she had polished the furniture in the sitting room and stacked it neatly and shut the door on it, which left the kitchen to live in. She cooked herself some breakfast, then remembered that she was to take a car out that afternoon, so that she gobbled the meal, cleared away like lightning, had a bath and went to bed with the alarm clock set for midday. It meant only three hours’ sleep, but she would be able to go to bed and sleep the clock round that evening.

She was dressed and ready when the car arrived, driven by a sober-looking middle-aged man who greeted her civilly enough, opened the door for her and moved into the other seat. The car was a rather elderly Rover and before she could say anything the man said: ‘This is the model you will be driving, miss.’ He sat back, his arms folded across his chest, and she realised that she was to take over without any more ado. She was nervous, scared stiff in fact, but after all, she had got her driving licence.

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