Lady In Disguise (The Langley Sisters) (18 page)

“Will you take tea with us, Jenny?” Livvy said as she took the tray from the housekeeper.

“Wouldn’t look right, Miss Olivia, as you very well know.”

“I don’t care if it looks right or wrong, I’m asking you to take tea with us,” Livvy said, keeping her face expressionless. “

Jenny huffed for several seconds and then said, “Well I suppose someone needs to chaperone you girls from that man.”

“To be sure he is a scoundrel.” Livvy laughed as Jenny swatted her shoulder as she left the room. They then headed for the good parlour where she knew Phoebe and Bella would have taken Mr Blake.

“Well the trick was to sleep in shifts on the boats so no one stole anything from you.”

Livvy opened the door to Mr Blake’s words.

“Did you have things stolen, Mr Blake?”

Bella’s eyes gleamed as she questioned their visitor. She had such a passion for information about foreign countries.

“Please have my seat, Mrs Bell.” Mr Blake leapt to his feet as Jenny entered the room. She, in turn, appeared flustered and shooed him back into it as she took over serving the tea from Livvy.
 

The hour that passed with Mr Blake, Livvy knew, was only a respite from what awaited them when he left, but she could not begrudge them this time. Freddy, as he urged them all to call him, was a wonderful storyteller and genuinely nice man. He made them laugh and encouraged Bella’s questions. He was clearly smitten with Jenny and even coaxed a laugh from her, and for those sixty minutes the Langleys were able to push aside their worries and enjoy the company of a man who expected nothing from them other than to listen to his stories.

“And what of Lord Ryder, Freddy, surely he did not climb the masts as Luke did?”

“Oh, indeed he did, Miss Isabella, in fact whatever his men did he did too.”

Livvy could imagine the man Will was today doing the things Freddy said but not the spoilt nobleman who had left here many years ago. She did not ask the questions burning inside her; instead sitting quietly she listened to every word, eager for information about the man who had owned her heart. She knew Freddy skimmed over many things and told them only the stories which would make them smile and gasp, yet she was grateful for the respite from her thoughts. When the time came for him to leave Livvy was genuinely sorry to see Mr Blake go.

 
“Thank you for the tea, ladies, however as the sky is darkening I must make the journey home.”
 

“And we shall hope you will visit us again soon, Mr Blake, with more of your adventures,” Bella said as they escorted him to the door.
 

“I should be delighted,” he said with a final wave and smile that was mostly for Jenny, who offered a tentative one back before she hurried back into the parlour.

“I think Mr Blake is sweet on our Jenny,” Bella whispered. “And I think Jenny likes him back but is reluctant to show it.”

“However, we shall let things run their course and not interfere,” Livvy added.

“Interfere, us?” Phoebe tried to look wide-eyed and innocent, a look she had never quite perfected. “I’m wounded that you believe us capable of such a deed, sister.”

Livvy didn’t say any more about the matter as they were once again at the parlour door and Jenny was inside, instead she began to discuss the preparations for their journey to London.
 

“We shall have to hire a carriage to take us to Damply, Phoebe, I will not been seen getting on the stage to London in Twoaks.”

“My boy can do that,” Jenny said as she tidied the room. “He’ll be here in the morning, I’ll send him to Damply to book two tickets for the stage to London leaving tomorrow afternoon and he can hire a carriage while he’s there. Then he can go and collect my sister afterwards.”

“Thank you, Jenny, and please thank Jaccob for us.”

“For the sake of appearances it will cost us more, Livvy,” Phoebe cautioned.

“I’ll hold onto my pride for as long as I can,” Livvy said. “But now we must pack and prepare ourselves for the journey.”

They talked over every detail, discussed emergency plans for both Livvy and Phoebe and Jenny and Bella, and only when Livvy was absolutely certain they had missed no detail did they all retire for the night.

“We’re sleeping with you tonight, Livvy,” Phoebe said, appearing with Bella in the doorway of her room in their nightdresses.
 

Livvy didn’t argue, she knew the night would not bring her much sleep and was more than happy to have company. Moving over she lifted the covers and her sisters climbed beneath. They talked for a while keeping the conversation light until finally Bella fell asleep.

“It will be all right, Phoebe, I promise.” Livvy reached over her little sister’s slumbering form and gripped the hand Phoebe held out to her.

“Promise?” Livvy heard the uncertainty that Phoebe usually hid deep inside.

“With all my heart.”

Their hands remained linked and resting on their little sister as they lay still in the darkness until the grey fingers of light told Livvy dawn was here, only then did she slip quietly out of bed to prepare for the journey to London.
 

***

“You could always just sit inside in the warmth with us, Luke, and let one of our men drive us.”

“Don’t you ever stop?” Luke’s frustration was obvious as he pulled himself up onto the driver’s seat and turned to glare down at Will. “I’m driving you to London so just get used to the idea. Someone needs to see you there safely in these conditions.”

“And of course none of the other men are capable,” Will drawled.
 

Luke simply clamped his lips together and stared at the horses before him, signalling an end to the conversation.

“Problems?”

Will turned to face Joe as he joined him beside the carriage.

“You know when we were younger and you had that pony that wouldn’t let you lead him anywhere?”

“Bramble” the Duke said, looking from Will to Luke.

“Well Luke is my Bramble, Joseph, a more stubborn creature I have yet to meet.”

Behind him Luke stayed silent but Will could almost feel him vibrating with anger.

“Give him time, Will, he’ll come about,” Joe said softly. “England is full of prejudices and not all of them are from titled people.”

Nodding Will looked up at the grey skies and wondered if they were in for rain or more snow, whatever came he knew it would be bloody cold.            

“If the weather worsens make sure you stop and stay put until it eases.”

“Yes, Joe, you have said that already,” Will said, preparing to climb into his carriage. “London is a two day trip on good roads, there really is no need for this hand-wringing and fretting brother.”

“Dukes neither wring hands nor do they fret and I should give you a sound beating for suggesting otherwise,” the Duke muttered. “However, you left us once and returned five years later, I have no wish for an accident to befall you now.”

Will sighed, the sound coming from the soles of his highly polished boots. Would the guilt he felt about abandoning his family never ease?

“I’m sorry, Joe. Sorry that I caused both you and Thea pain, but I’m back now and have no plans to leave again, in any form.”

Joseph looked at the carriage and then back at Will.
 

It still amazed him that the brother he had left behind was such a changed man, he loved his wife and son to distraction and surprisingly Will seemed part of that love now too.

“No it is I who am sorry, Will. I just don’t want to lose you again,” Joseph’s voice was gruff as he grabbed him and hugged him hard. Surprised at first, Will took seconds to respond, but soon he was hugging his brother back.
 

“All will go well, Joe, I promise and Freddy will make me stop if it snows, he’s a shocking traveller at the best of times”

“Tis true, your Grace,” a voice called from inside the carriage.

“Christmas is two weeks away; I shall expect your return before then,” Joseph released him and stepped back.

“Yes, Your Grace.” Will gave his brother a final nod before climbing into the carriage.
 

“The Duke is a good man, my lord, and cares for you deeply,” Freddy said as the carriage started to move.

“Aye, I had not realized how much he mattered to me until I returned; Thea and Penny also.” Will kept his eyes on his home until it left his sight. “And let us not forget that little rascal Billy.”

“He’s a bonny wee boy that one,” Freddy added, pulling the rug out from beneath the seat he was on.
 

“You’re cold already? Surely that heated brick at your feet is offering some warmth?”

“Not near enough,” Freddy huffed, tucking the rug around his legs.

“Well, spare a thought for our stubborn friend driving us.”

Freddy tsked and snuggled deeper into his blanket. “That boy is a fool but I’m sure if we keep at him he will come to his senses in time.”

I hope you’re right,” Will said.

Freddy had informed Will yesterday that he needed to head to London to attend to some business matters and Will had decided to accompany him. He wanted to purchase a town house and have some more clothes made, plus see to several other things he had put on hold since his return.
 

“I accompanied Luke to drop the firewood to the Langley sisters yesterday, my lord, as you instructed.”

Will looked at Freddy, sensing there was more to the story.

“I arrived at the back door and Mrs Bell reluctantly let me in.”

“Don’t tell me there is a woman on this earth who is capable of withstanding your charms, Freddy?” Will laughed at the disgruntled look on the man’s face.

“She’s a tough one that Jenny Bell, but there was a thawing as the afternoon progressed I’m sure of it.”

“And the Langley sisters, how did they take the gift?”
 

“They were pleased, although Miss Langley did say she should not be accepting gifts from you.”

“I bet she did, the little baggage.” Will had thought of Olivia constantly since the night of the Assembly.

“If you don’t mind me asking, my lord, is there trouble in the Langley family at all?”

Freddy’s face was solemn as he met Will’s eyes.

“I had wondered if things were not right but as yet have no evidence. Why do you ask?”

“When Miss Phoebe and Miss Olivia came into the kitchens to greet me it was obvious that Miss Olivia had been crying and Miss Phoebe’s smile did not reach her eyes, in fact all the ladies, Mrs Bell included, looked distressed.”

The thought of Livvy in distress did not sit well with Will.

“I asked if anything was wrong but she brushed it aside by saying they were tears of laughter.”

“And you believe they weren’t?” Will questioned.

“No, and they could have been upset over something minor, yet I don’t believe so because all of the woman in that house were tense and worried.”

Leaning back in his seat Will thought about what Freddy had said. Thea had told him she believed everything was not as it should be within the Langley household, and when he questioned Luke his friend told him that his mother believed they did not have a lot of money as she had heard they had been behind with payment on their bills in the village. Will didn’t think Livvy would have blisters from chopping wood if she had servants to do the job, so did that mean the only servant they had was Mrs Bell?
 

“Did you question Phoebe or Bella?”

“No, we talked of my travels for the remainder of my visit.”

“Did you see any other servants in the Langley house while you were there, Freddy?”

“No, my lord, I did not, only Jenny Bell.”

Looking out the window as they passed through Twoaks, Will wondered if the Langleys were living a lie.

“Perhaps we will dig a little deeper upon our return from London, Freddy.”

“I can manage that, my lord, as you know there is not much I cannot unearth when I set my mind to it. But now, as we have a long journey ahead of us, I shall discuss the business matters we are to attend in London.”

“Discuss away.” Will waved his hand around, indicating that Freddy had the floor and for the next hour they talked about ships, investments and warehouses and while he listened and contributed Will still thought about Livvy and what had made her cry.
 

“What village is this, my lord?” Freddy looked out the window as houses and shops started to appear.
 

“Damply I believe.” Will looked out the other window. It was grey and miserable and he was glad to be inside the carriage rather than out there.

“Good lord, I wonder what they’re doing here?”

“Who?”

“Miss Phoebe and Miss Olivia.”