Breaking Free: Regency Historical Romance (The Heart of Bath Book 2) by Jenny Worstall

Author:Jenny Worstall [Worstall, Jenny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2024-09-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

George

Is Signor Allegretto the most perceptive person I have ever met? Or the most imaginatively mistaken, at least about Selina’s feelings?

“Why have you waited until now to tell us about Lord Steyne, Signor Allegretto?” George said. “Did you not realize that Miss Templeton could have been in danger?”

“That was my dilemma,” Signor Allegretto said, “for Lord Steyne told me that if I confided in anyone, if I breathed a single word, he would first of all slit my throat, and then he would carry out his plan to spoil the beautiful romance between you two. He would make sure you were never happy together—the ultimate revenge on the man who had destroyed his reputation. Do you see my problem? If I told someone, I could have made things worse.”

And you could have had your throat cut. A sobering thought.

“And yet you have told us today,” George said. “A brave decision.”

“Thank you for understanding,” Signor Allegretto said. “I do not consider myself a brave man. In fact, when I leave Hunter’s, I will do so by the back door, for fear of encountering my enemy.”

He glanced towards the window.

“Ah! I see the rain has stopped. This has been a very pleasant interlude, however now, alas, I must bid you farewell. And Miss Templeton, do not forget I will expect you to be note perfect in the Mozart aria by the time of your lesson next week.”

George shook Signor Allegretto’s hand warmly, and Selina bade him farewell. They watched as he disappeared into the kitchen area, obviously still intent on making an unobtrusive exit through the back door.

“And now I believe we should set off for Number 1,” George said. “We will leave by the front door.”

“Your word is my command,” Selina said.

George took her arm and they walked past the Abbey and Pump Room, towards Milsom Street. A watery sun came out, struggling to cast its beams through the lowering skies.

“Which way should we go now?” George said. “Carry on up Milsom Street, then past the Upper Rooms? Or would you prefer to go through Queen Square and into the Crescent Fields? ’Tis wet underfoot.”

“Oh, I would much prefer to go via the Crescent Fields, regardless of how wet ’tis underfoot. Mama will probably scold me for ruining my shoes, but I care not.”

“If you are sure,” George said. “I do not wish to be the cause of friction between you and Lady Templeton.”

“I am used to being scolded by Mama. She does not really mean all the things she says. Besides, I have plenty more shoes, most of them in very good condition.”

“Because you so rarely wear them?”

“’Tis true I am happiest without.”

The pair walked in companionable silence until deep into the Crescent Fields. There was hardly anyone about, most people being far too sensible as the sky was threatening rain again. There were plenty of sheep, though.

Eventually Selina tackled the subject George had been dreading. “I suppose we’ll have to tell my parents what Signor Allegretto said.”

“Tell them everything?”

“Well, not everything,” Selina said.

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