The Blackhouse Bride (Bonnie Bride Series Book 4) by Fiona Monroe

Author:Fiona Monroe [Monroe, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2016-10-08T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter ELEVEN

Bridie said farewell to Lady Crieff when she reached her carriage, and watched as the coach rattled away towards Dunwoodie. She was glad that the Marchioness had not made things with her father more awkward, by going again into the house to take leave of him. But she wondered, as the last of the dust whipped up by the horses' hooves settled onto the road, whether she would ever see her former mistress again.

She wiped her hand across her cheek, swallowed down the fresh tears that threatened, and went with a heavy heart back into the house. She had hoped to slink unnoticed into the kitchen, but her father intercepted her and told her to join him in the parlour.

There, once again, she found herself confronted by both her father and Callum.

"Her ladyship has gone?" said her father, and it sounded more like an accusation than a question.

"Aye, father. She left her regards."

"And you did not go with her."

"I gave you my word I would not return to Dunwoodie, father."

"Lord John was seen riding through Kirkton this morning."

Bridie said nothing.

"You went to Kirkton, Bridie. Was it to meet with him?"

"No, father!" she said quickly, and truthfully enough. She held her breath, hoping that he would put no question to her that she could not answer without confessing to their meeting.

"You're a lying - minx!" Callum cried. "She's lying, Mr MacFarlane. Look at her!"

"Callum!" said her father sharply.

Callum huffed and hunched his shoulders, scowling at her.

"I have sent a note to Dr Menzies by the baker's boy," her father continued. "The sooner you are married, the better. Tomorrow morning, we will walk to Kirkton and see you and Callum wed."

As Bridie started to reply, he put up the dreaded hand that stalled all debate.

"No. I'll hear no argument, child."

Bridie did not sleep at all that night. She lay in her narrow bed, watching the early dawn creep across the ceiling, wondering if it was the last night she would be permitted to sleep alone.

By the time she heard Peggy stirring from her bed in the rafters above, she had made up her mind.

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