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was not only made of gold but also encrusted with precious stones.
    She thought this was another present that her son had brought back from somewhere in the East.
    The door opened and an elderly servant appeared.
    “Please have Miss Brown’s trunks brought in, Dawson,” Lady Logan ordered. “She is going to stay with us.”
    “That’s very good news, my Lady,” Dawson replied, “and I’ll see to it they’re taken upstairs at once.”
    He went from the room and Lady Logan commented,
    “My servants are all so good to me. They have been wonderful since my eyesight has deteriorated. They were hoping, as I was, that I will find somebody as charming as yourself to be my reader.”
    Because she was being so kind, Belinda suddenly felt guilty.
    She was here under false pretences. She was deceiving this charming old lady by purporting to come as her reader.
    Then she told herself severely that a guilty conscience would not help her situation.
    She had come here as a reader and she would play her part as conscientiously as she could.
    The problem would arise when Marcus Logan himself appeared, but, because it frightened her, she did not want to think about it.
    She looked towards Lady Logan.
    “Please let me have some more of your other books that you have been unable to read,” she suggested. “Then we can choose the one that we enjoy most before we go through them one by one.”
    Lady Logan laughed.
    “You are making it a game, Miss Brown, which I shall enjoy. I used to be a great reader, but now I find it impossible to see the words, even when the print is quite large.”
    “That is how I am going to help you, my Lady, and you must not let it worry you. I expect you have been to the best oculists, but my mother always said that a herb called ‘eyebright’ could sometimes help people’s eyes in a quite miraculous manner.”
    “I have never heard of it,” Lady Logan said, “but you know what doctors are like. When I complain, they just give me something that makes me feel sleepy and rather stupid.”
    “Mama was very good with herbs and we grew them in the garden. She thought that doctors’ medicine often did more harm than good.”
    “I am sure that is true, so you must order me some of this eyebright and I will try it. Even if I cannot see to read, I might be able to see you more clearly.”
    “I feel very sure that eyebright will help you,” Belinda said, “and we must work very hard with your eyes.”
    Lady Logan gave a little chuckle.
    “I see I am not only going to have a reader, but also a physician!” she said. “How can you know so much at your age? I know you are very young, but how old in fact are you?”
    Belinda hesitated and then she told the truth.
    “I am nearly nineteen, but my father, who was a very clever man, taught me languages almost as soon as I could talk. We lived in the country and my mother had an herb garden of her own.”
    As Belinda spoke, she felt a pang of distress.
    Now she had left home, there would be no one to tend the herb garden and the weeds would grow in abundance and swamp the more delicate of the herbs.
    Then she told herself that that was a very small item to worry about.
    Unless she was successful in what her stepfather was asking her to do, she would never see her home again.
    Afraid of her thoughts, she picked up the book that Lady Logan had given her.
    “I am sure I shall find some more poems in this book and I would like to read you another one.”
    “It is something I will look forward to,” Lady Logan said, “and I can tell you right away, Miss Brown, that I think your voice is charming.”
    She gave a little sigh before she added,
    “So many young people today have such hard voices, which makes me fear that their characters are very much the same.”
    “Then I hope my character matches my voice,” Belinda replied. “But that, my Lady, is something you will find out when you get to know me better.”
    “Which is what I want to do. And I feel