Married to the Lord by Samantha Holt

Author:Samantha Holt
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2019-09-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“Goodness, he has grown handsome!”

Augusta looked up from her embroidery, having been entirely unaware that her mother was in the parlor room until her squeaky exclamation. Hands clasped to her face, her mother bounced up and down on her toes while peering out of the window.

“So handsome,” she repeated before turning to Augusta. “Perhaps these years apart were not so very bad. He was fine-looking before but to see him now…” She gestured rapidly with her hands. “Come and steal a look, quickly, before he reaches the house.”

Augusta swallowed the knot in her throat. It had to be Henry. There was no one else from whom she had spent years apart or who her mother would gush over. “It’s fine, Mama, I am sure I shall see him in just a moment unless he is here to see Papa.”

Part of her hoped that would be the case. Perhaps he was intending to break things off. It would be disastrous, of course, and her family would be heartbroken but at least then...well, at least then she would have the decision made for her even if it left her alone and eventually destitute.

She grimaced at her rather poorly stitched rendition of a violet. Normally embroidery brought her a sense of peace, but the past few weeks, she had been unable to concentrate thanks to Miles. She sighed. Destitution was hardly a fate she would meet with relish and she was being foolish. Miles would not save her. He clearly regretted kissing her.

“Stand up, Gus. You need to straighten your skirts.” Her mother grabbed her embroidery from her hand and flung it carelessly onto the sofa then snatched her hands and hauled her to her feet. Fingers pinched at her cheeks then spread over her waist and down then fluttered over her hair, pressing the pins more tightly into her head.

Augusta winced as pins jabbed her scalp and batted her mother’s invasive hands away. “Ouch, Mama!”

“Thank goodness you are wearing one of your new gowns. What a fine thing it was you decided to finally take me up on my offer.”

Augusta rather enjoyed her new gowns, she had to admit. Not because of the attention they brought her but they certainly flattered her non-descript figure better and brought out color in her cheeks. At least if she had to face Henry, she could do so with a little more pride than previously.

A knock at the door and Mrs. Goldsmith entering made Augusta’s mouth dry. “Lord Henry here for you, ma’am,” the housekeeper said.

“Please show him in,” her mother said, clasping her hands delicately in front of her and adopting a smile that made Augusta raise her brow.

She tried to do the same but it felt odd on her lips, as though it should not be there, and she could feel that it did not reach her eyes. A pang of nerves fluttered hard in her breast, begging to escape or to be gulped down with fresh air. Her feet twitched at the sound of heavy, masculine footsteps.

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