Honor Reclaimed (All About Honor)

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around London the rags
she was wearing.   She was a lovely
girl, yes, but she simply looked like a country bumpkin.   Sarah simply knew that Eirian did not
want to bring embarrassment on the family in her old fashioned gowns.   She would need at least a half of a
dozen gowns to tide her over until the baby came and then they could order a
whole wardrobe.   She would need
hats and bonnets of course to go with the gowns, but that could wait until the
dresses were completed, or at least until the selection of fabric were
made.   Of course she would simply
have to have matching slippers for each gown.   What did she bring with her in the way of jewelry?   That was a little trickier to come up
with and usually took time to build a decent collection.   Not to worry however, because John’s
mother had a decent collection that had been in safe-keeping with Uncle William
and that would get her started.   Some to the pieces were old fashioned, but it was possible to have them
reworked if John had no objection.   Now what had she done about a Nanny?   They could inquire here in town if she would like.   Oh how nice, your Nanny will come with
the children, and the nursemaid too, lovely.   Good help was so hard to find in the city.   They would simply have to throw a party
for her so that the family in London could all meet her.   They were so sorry to hear about
Johane’s death, and quite frankly they were surprised to hear that John had
remarried so soon.   How nice she
was already with child.   They
certainly did not waste anytime in conceiving did they?   When was the baby due?   So soon, well unfortunately people will
talk.   It was a bit of a shame she
was quite so fertile.   It would
have been nice if they had waited a month or two to conceive.   Lord knew with the hasty marriage and
immediate pregnancy it did not look good, not good at all.   What would people say?   They simply must avoid the topic of
Johane’s death and the hasty remarriage or she simply would not be accepted in
polite society.   Now remind me, who
were your parents?   Sir Morgan and
Lady Evelyn?   She believed she
remembered meeting them once when they visited the Vann.   Wasn’t Lady Evelyn a cousin or
something of Lady Margaret’s who was John’s late aunt and wife of Uncle
Edward?   Did she have family in
London?   How sad, well that was too
bad.   As soon as the baby came they
would need to plan a ball to introduce her to the Lewis family.   Oh, there was simply so much to
do.   Well it had been nice
visiting.   They would call for her
early tomorrow.   It would be a busy
day, be sure and get a good night’s sleep to be prepared.   Kiss, kiss and they were gone.
    It was not until after they left
that Eirian realized that Elise had been given no more of an opportunity to
speak than to say hello and good-bye.   She was certainly a handsome girl, but she melted into the background
next to her out going mother.   It
seem as if Aunt Sarah consumed all the air in the room leaving very little for
any one else.
    Eirian was exhausted after the visit
and went upstairs to rest for a few minutes.   The next thing she knew she was being awakened by soft
kisses as she was being drawn into John’s arms.   “Hi, sleepy head.   Joan says you have been asleep over two hours.   If you do not awaken soon you will not sleep tonight,” he
said.   “What did you do today that
tired you out so?” he asked.
    “I had a visit from your Aunt
Sarah,” she replied.
    “Say no more.   She tires me out too.   I do not know how Uncle William has put
up with it all these years.   That
may be why he works so hard, in order to stay away from home as much as
possible,” John laughed.
    “She is calling for me tomorrow to
take me to buy several new gowns.   I simply must have bonnets and slippers to match them, and then there is
the jewelry,” Eirian recited the list in a voice mimicking Aunt Sarah’s.
    “Oh Lord bless me.   I am

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