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old friend, Macon Campbell, filled the doorway of the dining room with his large frame. He grinned from ear to ear as he stuck out his hand and strode toward Braeden.
    Braeden jumped up from his seat, a smile on his face, as he met the man halfway across the room. “Campbell, what brings ye out this way?”
    “My da sent me to escort my sister home from London.”
    “London?”
    “Yes. The lass has been staying with our aunt for a spell.” Macon glanced past Braeden. “Is that yer wife? Have ye married like yer cousin and I dinna ken?”
    “Nay. Come meet Lady Sarah. She’s twin sister to The MacBride’s new wife. I am escorting her to visit Bedlay Castle.”
    The two headed to the table where Sarah sat, fiddling with her teacup. A slight flush on her cheeks told him she must have heard Campbell’s remark.
    “Lady Sarah, this is Macon Campbell, kin to me in some way. We never did figure out how.”
    Campbell bowed. “My lady. ’Tis a pleasure to meet ye.”
    “And you as well, Mr. Campbell.”
    “Ah, ’tis a beauty this one, McKinnon. And a twin to The MacBride’s wife?”
    Sarah attempted a smile, the flush on her face growing deeper. “Yes, Mr. Campbell. Lady MacBride is my twin sister.”

    S arah felt her face heat and tried desperately to calm herself. What must Mr. Campbell think of her traveling alone with Braeden? No proper lady would do such a thing. Of course, their circumstances were such at this point, with all their mishaps and Alice’s illness, that there was no choice. Yet, she’d never been so embarrassed in her life. Nevertheless, Braeden didn’t seem at all disturbed by them being caught alone together having breakfast. But then, men rarely had to concern themselves with such things.
    “Have ye eaten breakfast?” Braeden waved Mr. Campbell to an extra chair at the table.
    “Aye, I have. Right now I’m waiting for my horse to be brought around so I can continue on my way.”
    “My maid is sick,” Sarah blurted out to no one in particular.
    “Aye? Sorry to hear that, my lady.”
    “Yes. That is why she is upstairs right now. Not that she would be eating with us, anyway, but she is traveling with us. Just not here. Not right now…” Goodness, she was babbling like a schoolgirl caught drawing pictures by her governess instead of doing her times tables.
    Braeden leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. “Aye, we’re waiting for the healer to arrive.”
    “Mr. Campbell, yer horse is ready.” A young boy, his two front teeth missing and his cap pulled low on his forehead, grinned at the large man.
    “Thank ye, lad.” Mr. Campbell turned to Sarah. “I wish yer maid a quick recovery and a safe journey for all of ye, my lady.”
    Slapping Braeden on his back, Campbell strolled with Braeden to the door, leaving Sarah alone with her thoughts. Up until now she really hadn’t given much thought to the impropriety of her traveling with Braeden. Alice, of course, had been with her to lend some respectability to the trip, but she was definitely treading in dangerous waters here if word got back to England.
    She would be ruined!
    She dismissed the thought, realizing whomever they would meet along the way would most likely not know her or any of her family members. She was getting herself all worked up for no cause.
    “Sarah, the healer is upstairs now with Alice.” Braeden stuck his head in the door.
    “Thank you.” Shoving aside the dilemma in which she found herself, she followed him up the stairs to her bedchamber and eased the door open.
    A stout woman with fiery red hair tucked somewhat under a white cap leaned over Alice’s bed, examining her face. She ran stubby fingers over the rash that had appeared during the night. “Typhus.”
    “Excuse me?” Sarah said, approaching the bed.
    “The lass has typhus. I’ve seen it many times before.”
    Afraid of having Alice hear the healer’s comments, Sarah took the woman by the elbow and brought her to the door