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A Marquess, A Miss And A Mystery

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He straightened up. ‘Are you trying to teach me my manners?’ His smile had gone. ‘Miss Underwood?’

‘Of course she isn’t,’ said Lady Elizabeth, who must have also approached while she’d been talking to Lord Devizes. Or at least, fencing with him verbally. ‘Horatia, I can see you have finished with your food. Shall we retire to our rooms now?’

Lord Devizes was smiling again down his perfectly formed nose at her. And no wonder. Not just her hostess, but also her friend, had noticed her mounting annoyance and come dashing to her rescue before she disgraced herself by doing something like flinging her plate to the ground so that she could stand up and launch into a proper duel with him.

‘I suppose,’ she said in a voice that was as humble as she could make it sound, ‘that would be best.’ She got to her feet and set her plate on the side table the footman had brought her, before she could change her mind about turning it into any kind of missile.

‘Best for whom?’

To her surprise, it was Lord Devizes who’d spoken.

‘You may be pretending to be concerned for her welfare,’ he continued, eyeing Miss Underwood in a very disdainful manner, ‘but isn’t it the truth that you want to shuffle her out of the way? So that she cannot bring a shadow to your glittering show?’

Miss Underwood and Lady Elizabeth both gave gasps of outrage.

‘Indeed it is not,’ said Miss Underwood. ‘I could see that you were making her uncomfortable and...’

‘Was I making you uncomfortable?’ He turned to her and gave her one of those knee-melting smiles. And in spite of knowing he was up to something, a part of her, a very small, yet wholly feminine part of her, wanted to sigh and smile back, and say Of course you were not making me uncomfortable. So, of course, she clenched her knees and flung up her chin.

‘I think you were deliberately baiting me,’ she replied.

‘Ah, yes, but after only a very little of that you ceased drooping over your plate, looking as though you wished to shrink behind the curtains, didn’t you?’

Miss Underwood and Lady Elizabeth both looked at her. And then at him.

‘It occurs to me that you are both being overprotective,’ he said. ‘What Miss Carmichael needs is not cosseting and being hidden away, but something to do. Something useful. Something that will occupy her mind. Is that not so, Miss Carmichael?’

The ladies looked at her again. She could see them both reaching the same conclusion. Though they both disliked Lord Devizes, and the way he went about things, on this occasion, he just happened to be correct.

‘I did bring you here hoping that a change of scene would distract you,’ said Lady Elizabeth thoughtfully.

Horatia rapidly reviewed the last words Lord Devizes had spoken. About wanting something useful to do. And about how she didn’t need cosseting and protecting. Did that mean he had changed his mind about keeping her out of his investigative work, while she was here at Theakstone Court? Her heart gave a funny little kick in her chest. She studied his face carefully.

He gave her a surreptitious wink.

If she was going to prove that she could work with him in an active role, then she was going to have to pick up little hints like that and run with them. Although she had no idea what his plan was, he looked as though he definitely had one.

And if she didn’t want to end up trying to track down Herbert’s killer on her own, then she supposed she would have to follow his lead.

‘I do think it might help if I could be useful to you, Miss Underwood,’ she therefore said, ‘in some way. I know I must be a most difficult guest to have at such an event and the last thing I want is to cast any shadow over your enjoyment.’

‘And I just happen to know that Miss Underwood is in dire need of help,’ said Lord Devizes, with a knowing smile.

‘Oh?’

All three ladies turned to him. And as they did so it occurred to Horatia that they must look exactly the way all the other ladies looked when they gathered round him. As if they were hanging on his every word. Though at least none of them had silly looks of admiration on their faces while they were doing it.

‘Yes, I have just learned that the nursery is in a state of chaos.’

The nursery? What did she know of nurseries? Or children of any sort, come to that?

‘Lady Twickenham informs me that there is no resident governess to preside. I imagine that the children must be behaving like little savages while the visiting governesses are battling it out for supremacy.’

Miss Underwood clasped her hands at her breast. ‘I deny...that is, I cannot be everywhere at once...’

‘On second thoughts,’ said Lord Devizes, giving her a considering look, ‘perhaps Miss Carmichael is not the best person to put in charge of such a task. After all, what can a spinster know of children? Or what might keep them out of mischief?’

This calculatedly disparaging remark immediately caused both Miss Underwood and Lady Elizabeth to leap to her defence.

‘I am sure Horatia is perfectly capable of restoring order over some squabbling servants,’ said Lady Elizabeth loyally.

‘Most governesses are unmarried ladies, you know, of good birth and...’ said Miss Underwood at the same time.

Lord Devizes raised his hands, as though in surrender. And then sauntered away, a satisfied smile curving his lips in a way that made Horatia simultaneously want to slap him and applaud him for the masterful way he’d just manipulated them into installing her into the very arena he wished her, for some reason, to investigate.

Chapter Seven (#u14f5cf59-8150-5d25-b52d-73449fe2a343)

‘Lord Devizes is quite correct,’ said Miss Underwood despondently. ‘I really do need to do something about a new governess. Although, I do not regret dismissing the last one,’ she said, raising her chin and shooting his retreating back a defiant look. ‘She was totally unsuitable.’

‘He was also correct in pointing out that I have no experience with children,’ said Horatia.

‘Never mind standing about talking about how clever Lord Devizes is to point out everyone else’s faults,’ snapped Lady Elizabeth. ‘Let’s go up to the nursery and put our minds to solving your immediate problem, Miss Underwood.’


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