Read Online Rescue Me Please by Nichole Matthews - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Nichole Matthews
Ads: Link
which he had found among Miss Smiths belonging while she slept. “Go to London and research the seals. The ring is quite clear and the sapphire is exquisite. ”
Fothergil glanced back down at the ring.
“ Someone will know to whom it belongs. A man’s signet is significant Fothergil , you are fully aware of its importance. ” He looked at his secretary , lifted his eyebrow and waited. “She was guarding it with her life,” he murmured. Then he took back the ring and replaced it with an excellent drawing.
Fothergil picked up the paper and studied the drawing . “Of course, my lord.”
“It is obviously of great import,” Parker said as he leaned back and crossed his arms. “Why else would n’t a starving girl have sold it for food and shelter?” He was silent for a moment. “It is important,” he spoke softly. “It is the key.” He looked up. Christ, bu t this was a complicated mess.
Fothergil stood and bowed. “I will send a report as soon as I have any thing of significan ce .”
After Fothergil’s departure, Parker sat in deep thought when from the study door came a hesitant scratching. Blast. “Come in!”
Dobbins opened the door. “Forgive my intrusion, my lord, but a note has arrived from His Grace, the Duke of Hawksley and I felt you might want to learn its contents immediately.” Dobbins’ eyes twinkled a s he handed over the letter.
Parker raised an eyebrow at Dobbins, but released an audible sigh. “Thank you, Dobbins. I’m quite sure it is of momentous import .”
“Of course, my lord, will that be all?”
Parker’s mouth lifted in a shadow of smile. “If there is information of great significance, you will be the first to know.”
“Of course, my lord.”
Parker broke the seal and couldn’t stop the smile that spread across his face. “Gabriel Ashford Trenowyth , the Earl of Foxworth .” He read aloud with a laugh.
A son.
An heir.
Immense joy.
Par ker pushed away from his desk and stood . There was much to celebrate.
***
“A ragged young girl and a baby were spotted in Bracknell at the Thorny Rose no more than a fortnight ago, my lord.”
Granville cock ed his head raising his brow a fraction , his florid complexion heightened by his anger .
And without Granville having said a word, Cooper’s face drained of color .
“If indeed you have finally uncovered her direction, Cooper, why is it that you are standing before me now instead of making haste to the Thorny Rose ?” Granville shook his head. Incompetent bastard.
“Y-y-yes, my lord,” Cooper stammered his expression faltered into worry as he backed out of the room. He had heard the stories. Afraid that if he turned his back on the brutal man he would not make it out of the door at all.
Granville sat back in his chair thrilled with the new knowledge that he was growing closer to knowing her whereabouts. He was looking forward to punishing her disobedience. He stared into th e fire and then smiled coldly.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Lullaby and good night, with roses bedight
With lilies o ’er spread is baby’s wee bed
Lay thee down now and rest, may thy slumber be blessed
Lay thee down now and rest, may they slumber be blessed
S he slept. Four more days passed and she slept. The dark shadows were slowly fading to only hints of lavender beneath her eyes and the color was returning to her cheeks thanks to the regular meals she received.
And for the past two days, Parker pulled one of the deep blue chair s from in f ront of the fire and sat beside Miss Smith’s bed. He surveyed her at his leisure f rom the top of her long red hair, the smattering of freckles that were sprinkled over her nose and cheeks, to the thin lines of her body beneath the thickly piled blankets. He thought of every scenario that could have brought her to Rosebriar , not knowing that he would probably never guess the truth in a million years .
It had
Fothergil glanced back down at the ring.
“ Someone will know to whom it belongs. A man’s signet is significant Fothergil , you are fully aware of its importance. ” He looked at his secretary , lifted his eyebrow and waited. “She was guarding it with her life,” he murmured. Then he took back the ring and replaced it with an excellent drawing.
Fothergil picked up the paper and studied the drawing . “Of course, my lord.”
“It is obviously of great import,” Parker said as he leaned back and crossed his arms. “Why else would n’t a starving girl have sold it for food and shelter?” He was silent for a moment. “It is important,” he spoke softly. “It is the key.” He looked up. Christ, bu t this was a complicated mess.
Fothergil stood and bowed. “I will send a report as soon as I have any thing of significan ce .”
After Fothergil’s departure, Parker sat in deep thought when from the study door came a hesitant scratching. Blast. “Come in!”
Dobbins opened the door. “Forgive my intrusion, my lord, but a note has arrived from His Grace, the Duke of Hawksley and I felt you might want to learn its contents immediately.” Dobbins’ eyes twinkled a s he handed over the letter.
Parker raised an eyebrow at Dobbins, but released an audible sigh. “Thank you, Dobbins. I’m quite sure it is of momentous import .”
“Of course, my lord, will that be all?”
Parker’s mouth lifted in a shadow of smile. “If there is information of great significance, you will be the first to know.”
“Of course, my lord.”
Parker broke the seal and couldn’t stop the smile that spread across his face. “Gabriel Ashford Trenowyth , the Earl of Foxworth .” He read aloud with a laugh.
A son.
An heir.
Immense joy.
Par ker pushed away from his desk and stood . There was much to celebrate.
***
“A ragged young girl and a baby were spotted in Bracknell at the Thorny Rose no more than a fortnight ago, my lord.”
Granville cock ed his head raising his brow a fraction , his florid complexion heightened by his anger .
And without Granville having said a word, Cooper’s face drained of color .
“If indeed you have finally uncovered her direction, Cooper, why is it that you are standing before me now instead of making haste to the Thorny Rose ?” Granville shook his head. Incompetent bastard.
“Y-y-yes, my lord,” Cooper stammered his expression faltered into worry as he backed out of the room. He had heard the stories. Afraid that if he turned his back on the brutal man he would not make it out of the door at all.
Granville sat back in his chair thrilled with the new knowledge that he was growing closer to knowing her whereabouts. He was looking forward to punishing her disobedience. He stared into th e fire and then smiled coldly.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Lullaby and good night, with roses bedight
With lilies o ’er spread is baby’s wee bed
Lay thee down now and rest, may thy slumber be blessed
Lay thee down now and rest, may they slumber be blessed
S he slept. Four more days passed and she slept. The dark shadows were slowly fading to only hints of lavender beneath her eyes and the color was returning to her cheeks thanks to the regular meals she received.
And for the past two days, Parker pulled one of the deep blue chair s from in f ront of the fire and sat beside Miss Smith’s bed. He surveyed her at his leisure f rom the top of her long red hair, the smattering of freckles that were sprinkled over her nose and cheeks, to the thin lines of her body beneath the thickly piled blankets. He thought of every scenario that could have brought her to Rosebriar , not knowing that he would probably never guess the truth in a million years .
It had
Similar Books
