Death Comes to the Nursery by Catherine Lloyd

Author:Catherine Lloyd
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2019-12-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

They exited the house together, and Lucy waited until Mrs. Pell had shut the door before turning to Robert.

“I didn’t mention that Flora Rosa was dead.”

“So I gathered.” He paused by the carriage. “What do you want to do now?”

“I suggest we go and speak to the parlor maid next door, and then to Mr. Biggins at the mews.”

“You have been busy.” Robert smiled at her. “What if I go and find Mr. Biggins, and you concentrate on the maid?”

“You had better take me up in the carriage first in case Mrs. Pell is watching us through the curtains,” Lucy suggested. “You can drop me off at the alley between the mews and the livery stables. I can walk back to the house next door.”

“As you wish.” He opened the door for her with a flourish. “And then we will return to the Harringtons, and you will rest until dinnertime.”

“I’m not going to argue with you,” Lucy said as he handed her up the steps. “I am quite fatigued.”

“Then perhaps we should postpone our visits until tomorrow?”

She turned and placed a hand on his shoulder. “I’d much rather we didn’t. I want to go home. The longer we stay in London, the more I miss my dearest Ned.”

He met her gaze and nodded. “Although your aunt and uncle have been most hospitable, I am more than happy to leave this place myself.”

He walked around the carriage, had a word with the driver, and got in the other side.

“What exactly am I supposed to be asking Mr. Biggins?”

“Ask him about Flora Rosa and whether he remembers Polly, and try to confirm that he is employed by the Gravely family.”

Robert snapped a salute. “Yes, my lady.”

They moved off and stopped again after the carriage had executed the turn onto the next street

“Everything is arranged, my dear,” Robert said. “Shall I wait for you at the livery stables?”

“Yes, please.” She offered him an encouraging smile, straightened her bonnet, and descended from the vehicle without waiting for his assistance. He watched her walk off down the cobbled alley, her head high and her step firm. Despite his steady belief in her abilities, he still worried when she set off anywhere by herself. She did have a tendency to end up in trouble, and as she was currently with child, his concerns were higher than usual.

At the livery stables, he asked for Mr. Biggins and was directed into the office at the rear of the building. A wiry, dark-haired man who had the look of a jockey stood up as Robert approached.

“What can I do for you, sir?”

“Are you Mr. Biggins?” Robert asked.

“Indeed I am.”

“Did you work for the lady who lived at number seventeen Gloucester Street?”

“I did, sir. A pretty lass and a rising star of the theater.” He grimaced. “She’s gone now, though. Took my sunshine away with her, didn’t she?”

“When did you last see her?” Robert asked.

Mr. Biggins gave him the eye. “Who’s asking, and why?”

“I’m Sir Robert Kurland. I’ve been

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