the honesty of my friends and family.â
âBut of course they will tell you that,â he said, shaking his head and giving a little tsk ing sound. âThey are telling you what they believe is best for you. And perhaps they are concerned that . . . well, given your closeness to Mr. Ackerman, other men might believe you have compromised your virtue. Perhaps they are pushing you to marry Mr. Ackerman because they are worried that no other man might have you. However, for me, none of that is important. I love you, Abrianna. If youâve made mistakesin the past, I will not hold them against you. I simply plead for you to give me a chance to court you.â
âMr. Welby!â
Heâd gone too far. He could see it in her eyes. That tiny spark of fire suggested anger. He stood and put on his hat. âPlease know that if Iâve overstepped my bounds in what I said, I apologize. I didnât mean to allow the conversation to take an indiscreet turn. I will, instead, take my leave.â He paused a moment and gave her his saddest look of longing. At least he hoped thatâs how it played out.
âI shall always regret you. I donât even know how to find the will to go on if you are unwilling to change your mind. I will, however, wait to do anything rash for one week. If after that time you are still of a mind to forget me, then I shall seek the necessary means to put you from my mind.â
Abrianna shot up at this. âGrief, Mr. Welby, you are worse at making me feel guilty than Aunt Miriam, and sheâs quite accomplished. You mustnât allow yourself to think such dire thoughts. I would advise you to get spiritual counsel. I realize our little church is currently without a pastor, but there are the elders and of course other churches with strong men of God.â
âOh, there you are, Abrianna,â Flora Ledbetter called out but came up short as she spied Mr. Welby. âExcuse me. I didnât know you had company.â
âItâs quite all right.â Abrianna looked at him and then to Flora. âMiss Ledbetter, this is Mr. Priam Welby.â She turned back to Welby. âThis is Miss Ledbetter. She is a new student to the school. Perhaps you might get to know her better when you attend the monthly receptions. Although my aunts will have her behind the refreshment tables for some months to come,you might actually be able to strike up a conversation across the punch bowl.â
âMiss Ledbetter, Iâm charmed to meet you.â Priam gave a little bow. âHowever, I donât believe I will be attending any more receptions.â He tried his best to sound utterly hopeless and defeated. âI bid you both . . . good-bye.â He paused for measure and added, âI mean good day.â
Abrianna wasnât at all sure if Mr. Welby was serious in his thoughts of ending it all, at least that was the implication sheâd assumed. He didnât come right out and say he would kill himself over her, but he did speak of delaying rash action.
âIs he a friend of yours?â Flora asked.
âGoodness, no. He was to have courted me, but that was prior to my realizing that I was in love with Wade.â She watched Welbyâs carriage leave the grounds and go slowly down the street. Turning away, she shook her head. âWhat a perfectly complicated man.â
âHe has rather large ears,â Flora said.
Abrianna looked at her as if finally finding a kindred soul. âExactly my observation. Iâve said that on many occasions, and while I would not refuse a gentleman merely because of the size of his ears, they are a terrible distraction. That along with his dark eyes. They seem to be set apart rather far.â
Flora nodded. âI agree. He dresses nicely, however.â
âOh yes. Mr. Welby is a most fashionable gentleman.â Abrianna tried to forget the scene that had just played out. Surely he
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