Catherine Coulter: The Baron Novels 1-3 by Catherine Coulter

Author:Catherine Coulter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-26T16:00:00+00:00

She was leaning over a plot of primroses, red, pink, blue, gold, and white flowers all spilling over each other. He saw her lightly touch one of the crinkly light green leaves. He himself was particularly fond of primroses, not of course that he had ever remarked on it when with his friends in London. But, truth be told, their vivid colors warmed him to his toes.

On either side of her were two of his gardeners, Ozzie and Tom Harker, brothers who had been in his family’s service for more years than Rohan had been on the earth. They were both very tall, very thin, and nearly bald. All three of them were talking with a good deal of animation. If he wasn’t mistaken, Ozzie looked rather pained. As for Tom, he was grinning from ear to ear. He wondered what was going on.

“Good morning,” Rohan called out.

The men straightened, but she didn’t. He heard her begin to whistle. He nodded to Ozzie and Tom and watched them take their rakes and trowels off to a distant plot of stocks.

“Did you know,” Rohan said not one foot from her ear, “that fairies take shelter under primrose leaves during rainstorms?”

“Oh, yes,” she said, not turning to look at him. “Did you know that when Saint Peter dropped the keys to heaven they became primroses wherever they landed on earth?”

“Ah, but I can top that one, Susannah. Did you know that the primrose is a symbol for wantonness?”

She did turn to face him then. She didn’t look at all shocked or offended. Instead she was grinning. “I should have expected you to know that. Indeed, that’s the only reason you know anything about primroses at all, am I not right?”

He said, his eyes clear and calm, “Did you love George?”

“You think to take me off balance? To make me spill out my innards without thinking?”

“I am accounted to be rather good at it. I would appreciate it if you would begin to spill.”

“I will tell you the truth, my lord. There is no reason not to. In the beginning, yes, of course I loved George. Later, well, he made it difficult. He came rarely to Mulberry House.”

“You will tell me about how difficult he made things for you later. I’ve been thinking about our adventure last night. Let’s say that the fellow who searched Mulberry House three times managed to follow us here to Mountvale. Let’s say he somehow discovered which room you were in, managed to slither his way into the house without a soul observing him, cajoled Marianne so that she’d be quiet. Then, I fear, Toby must have come into your bedchamber. He didn’t see the man. He must have been hiding behind the door. Toby runs out to get us. The man again manages to slither out of the house with no one observing him, but he does rip his coat on a tree limb near the stables.” Rohan pulled the swatch of dark blue wool out of his coat pocket and handed it to her.

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