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, and in the next moment there were servants in the laundry. The door was open between laundry and drying room, and when the curious servants looked in at them, they hastily moved away from each other and out of the room.
Jasper was still in st ockinged feet and wasn't sure what he could do about it. For him to get home he would need boots, a heavy coat and a horse. None of these items were readily available here. And he knew Byron and the others would be going out of their minds with worry when they discovered his absence.
'Come to my room, you are too noticeable in your current state of undress.' She hurried ahead of him, ignoring the haughty stares of the ladies and gentlemen they passed on the stairs.
The recently widowed Lady Montgomery would have her reputation badly damaged by his appearance, Jasper knew, but short of walking out into the snow in his stockinged feet, he could think of no other short-term solution.
Maude, the old maid, tutted loudly as she saw who followed he r mistress into the large, well-appointed suite.
'Don't take on so , Maude. I found Lord Horton in the laundry.' He noted how she stressed his rank, as if having a peerage excused anything. 'He has found himself in an embarrassing situation and we must do what we can to help.'
'Where are your things , Lord Horton? We must send for them at once.' She turned to him after the door was closed, using her most proper tone.
'I am afraid I have nothing else with me, Lady Montgomery. I was ahh... attacked , and left as you found me, late last night. It is pure chance that you were the one to discover me at your door this morning.'
'Attacked, why that is terrible! And to have taken your cl...possessions …Boots as well. We must send for replacements immediately. Maude, I will need you to go into the township and buy Lord Horton boots – large boots – and a coat and hat suitable to his station. And hire a horse. Would that be sufficient to get you back to Breckenhill Keep?' She looked from her maid to Jasper to check her instructions were suitable.
'That would be more than sufficient for my needs , Lady Montgomery. I will be forever in your debt,' he replied, using his most formal tones.
'Nonsense sir, you are a friend of my dearest friend. That makes us friends. And friends help each other when in need. Hurry now , Maude, Lord and Lady Carstairs will be worried.'
Maude seemed unimpressed by the explanation he had given , but knew her place well enough not to question it. She looked rather less willing to leave her mistress alone with a man, who only the day before had accosted her so roughly.
'Please , Maude, I will be fine. Get your things, take some money and hurry along now.'
Maude grudgingly gave way , and within minutes was dressed warmly and on her way out the door.
After she had left, Fidelia and Jasper stood staring at each other. Having assumed their correct roles in society now, it was hard to put them aside again. Jasper tried to think of some explanation for his plight that sounded more believable.
'You must think me a madman,' he finally said , after searching in vain for a better excuse.
'No, unexpectedly , I do not. I believe there is some secret that you and my friend Philomena share, that you feel I am not to be trusted to know. But that does not make you mad, just highly strung with anxieties. I have felt those same anxieties in Phil from the first moment she told me about her new home. It is the reason I came all the way up here to visit. One of the reasons. I was afraid for her.'
She walked away from him to stand looking out the bay window s that overlooked the street. She saw a rough looking man lounging against a wall across the road, a rifle in his hand. Then she saw the slow progress of poor Maude as she made her way through the light fall of snow. She wasn't up to a task such as she had been set, but she had been unable to come up with a better plan. If she had asked one of the hotel staff to do her bidding,
Jasper was still in st ockinged feet and wasn't sure what he could do about it. For him to get home he would need boots, a heavy coat and a horse. None of these items were readily available here. And he knew Byron and the others would be going out of their minds with worry when they discovered his absence.
'Come to my room, you are too noticeable in your current state of undress.' She hurried ahead of him, ignoring the haughty stares of the ladies and gentlemen they passed on the stairs.
The recently widowed Lady Montgomery would have her reputation badly damaged by his appearance, Jasper knew, but short of walking out into the snow in his stockinged feet, he could think of no other short-term solution.
Maude, the old maid, tutted loudly as she saw who followed he r mistress into the large, well-appointed suite.
'Don't take on so , Maude. I found Lord Horton in the laundry.' He noted how she stressed his rank, as if having a peerage excused anything. 'He has found himself in an embarrassing situation and we must do what we can to help.'
'Where are your things , Lord Horton? We must send for them at once.' She turned to him after the door was closed, using her most proper tone.
'I am afraid I have nothing else with me, Lady Montgomery. I was ahh... attacked , and left as you found me, late last night. It is pure chance that you were the one to discover me at your door this morning.'
'Attacked, why that is terrible! And to have taken your cl...possessions …Boots as well. We must send for replacements immediately. Maude, I will need you to go into the township and buy Lord Horton boots – large boots – and a coat and hat suitable to his station. And hire a horse. Would that be sufficient to get you back to Breckenhill Keep?' She looked from her maid to Jasper to check her instructions were suitable.
'That would be more than sufficient for my needs , Lady Montgomery. I will be forever in your debt,' he replied, using his most formal tones.
'Nonsense sir, you are a friend of my dearest friend. That makes us friends. And friends help each other when in need. Hurry now , Maude, Lord and Lady Carstairs will be worried.'
Maude seemed unimpressed by the explanation he had given , but knew her place well enough not to question it. She looked rather less willing to leave her mistress alone with a man, who only the day before had accosted her so roughly.
'Please , Maude, I will be fine. Get your things, take some money and hurry along now.'
Maude grudgingly gave way , and within minutes was dressed warmly and on her way out the door.
After she had left, Fidelia and Jasper stood staring at each other. Having assumed their correct roles in society now, it was hard to put them aside again. Jasper tried to think of some explanation for his plight that sounded more believable.
'You must think me a madman,' he finally said , after searching in vain for a better excuse.
'No, unexpectedly , I do not. I believe there is some secret that you and my friend Philomena share, that you feel I am not to be trusted to know. But that does not make you mad, just highly strung with anxieties. I have felt those same anxieties in Phil from the first moment she told me about her new home. It is the reason I came all the way up here to visit. One of the reasons. I was afraid for her.'
She walked away from him to stand looking out the bay window s that overlooked the street. She saw a rough looking man lounging against a wall across the road, a rifle in his hand. Then she saw the slow progress of poor Maude as she made her way through the light fall of snow. She wasn't up to a task such as she had been set, but she had been unable to come up with a better plan. If she had asked one of the hotel staff to do her bidding,
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