Lady Patience's Christmas Kitten by Ava Stone

Author:Ava Stone
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: 0
Published: 2016-06-30T21:00:00+00:00

SEVEN

A harried older man hobbled into the parlor, relying heavily on a cane for assistance, and Mrs. Henderson followed closely in his wake. “Oh, Campion, thank God,” the man heaved.

“Good God.” Matt pushed to his feet. “What’s wrong, Gibson?”

“Please hurry,” he said. “It’s Robby. He fell. His leg’s not right.”

“Yes, of course.” Matt started for the threshold and then stopped suddenly. He looked back over his shoulder and his eyes met Patience’s. “Wait for me and I’ll return you to the castle as soon as I’m back.”

Patience pushed to her feet as well. “I’ll come with you.” She certainly didn’t want to sit around his cottage, just waiting for him, not when she could be with him instead.

He frowned slightly. “His Grace will have me hung if anything happens to you. It’s too dangerous out there.”

The duke could care less about Patience, she was sure. “I’m coming, Matt.”

“I brought the carriage,” the older fellow said. “I wanted to make sure you’d be able to bring anything you might need.”

“See,” she smiled, her gaze never waiving from Matt’s, “plenty of room.” Then she turned her attention to his servant. “We’ll need both of our coats, Mrs. Henderson, while Doctor Campion retrieves his things.”

A spark of admiration lit his eyes as he nodded and Patience felt it all the way to her toes. Then he started from the room as Mrs. Henderson went to grab their coats. Patience smiled at the older man who looked very distraught. “How did Robby fall?” she asked, stepping towards him. Not that she had any idea who Robby was, or who Mr. Gibson was for that matter, but it seemed like the thing to ask.

“We were hanging greenery in the taproom.” He winced. “The boys were trying to out do each other. See who could hang it the highest.” He shook his head, looking truly anguished. “I should’ve put a stop to it. But they were having so much fun and…”

Patience squeezed his arm. “I’m certain Doctor Campion will be able to help him.”

Mr. Gibson nodded in agreement. “Best doctor we’ve had in these parts, Miss…”

“She’s Lady Patience Post, one of His Grace’s relations,” Matt said, re-emerging into the room, carrying a large black bag. “And she really should stay here and wait for me.”

She probably should. But she didn’t want to be away from him. Besides, she could make herself useful. “We’ve already settled that, Doctor.”

“Ah, I see that Whitton stubborn streak,” Mr. Gibson said. “Makes for a strong character.”

“Here are your coats,” the housekeeper called from the corridor. “I hung them by the stove and most of the dampness is gone.”

Matt was about to insist she stay one more time, she could see it in his eyes. So Patience hurried into the corridor and retrieved her pelisse before he could mutter the words she didn’t want to hear. She slid her coat on, buttoned it up and stared right out the front door with Matt and Mr. Gibson following behind her.

A young coachman scrambled from the box, a very young coachman.

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