Iâve been told there is already a new owner. And when did you ever give a care to scandal or Craige Castle and its tenants? I admit you were fine in the beginning, albeit somewhat stingy, but the last several years weâve been lucky to see a shilling for anything in the way of improvements to the castle itself!â
He leaned forward. âLucky to see a shilling?Mallory, how can you call an allowance of ten thousand a year a pittance?â
âWhat ten thousand a year?â
He looked squarely at her, his expression completely serious for the first time since sheâd met him this evening. âThe money Iâve been putting into your accounts ever since we parted company seven years ago. It was the living I inherited from my motherâs side of the family. I lived off my pay as an officer and gave the rest completely over to you. Are you telling me youâve never received the money?â
âJohn, weâve been fortunate if weâve had a thousand pounds from you in a year, and that stopped coming two years ago while you claimed half the harvest to support your grand way of life and your women .â She spat the last word out.
âThis is astounding,â he said. âYouâve had nothing from me at all for two years?â
âWell, there was the brick walkway you insisted on building. I was forced to let go of servants who had been with my family for years and you were sending workmen to build walkways! Oh, yes, and I mustnât forget your occasional letters.â She couldnât resist making that jab. âEspecially the one that read, âDear Wife, I hope all is well with you. I am well. Sincerely, John Barron.ââ She paused a moment before asking, âHad you really forgotten my name, John?â
He shot her an irritated frown. âIâve been sending money. Granted, Iâve been negligent in many aspects of my life, but I have always honored my financial obligations. Iâm not a complete villain, Mallory.â
She and the good people of Craige Castle, who had gone so long without the basic necessities, disagreed.
âMallory, I donât know what happened to Craige Castle, but tomorrow we will both go to see my Uncle Louis and straighten this matter out. In the meantime, you will come home with me. I will send for your mother to join us.â
Mallory opened her mouth to protest, but John cut her off. âYou are my wife and will stay under my roof. The Red Horse is a mediocre establishment and certainly not in the safest section of the city for two women alone.â
âWhat makes you so certain we are alone?â she asked stiffly, irritated by his high-handed, if completely sensible, manner.
âOh, I have no doubt that if youâd had a host of yeomen at your back, you would have threatened me with them by now.â
Mallory wished sheâd thought of that. One of her reasons for forcing a meeting with John this evening was to avoid the likelihood of his encountering her mother. It had taken the loss of Craige Castle for her mother to see reason and consider a divorce. However, if their eviction had been a mistake and John actually did start providing Craige Castle an allowance of ten thousand a year, her mother would fight a divorce with every breath she drew.
Mallory looked out the coach window and saw that they were already in Mayfair and approaching his street.
Hal had wanted to come with her, but she had insisted on his staying back in East Anglia. Sheâdassured Hal that she would remain true to her dreams. She didnât want to live out her days as a married woman in name only. She wanted a family. A husband who cared about her, who shared his thoughts and helped shoulder the responsibility of Craige Castle and its tenants.
At the very least, she wanted someone who remembered her name !
âWhat the devil!â
Startled by Johnâs oath, Mallory turned to him in time to watch him throw
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