colors in the flames. âIs that salt burning because you made it go whiter?â
The empty tankard hit the floor with a clank. Frederick felt the weight of Lord Schofieldâs hand heavy on his shoulder. âWhat do you see?â
For a moment, Frederick could not utter a word. He was held fast in Lord Schofieldâs piercing gaze. He was filled with fear that his employer saw right through him to the truth about Billy Bly.
Lord Schofield gave Frederickâs shoulder a gentle shake. âWell? Speak up. What do you see in the flames?â
Frederick looked back at the hearth. If he didnât look at Lord Schofield, he could speak normally. If he didnât let himself think about Billy Bly, he could tell the truth about everything else. âThe ring of salt looked whiter when you were mumbling, thatâs all. Is that why the fire turns green and blue now and then?â
âNo.â Lord Schofield released him and took a step or two away. When at last he answered Frederickâs question, he seemed absentminded, as if he were thinking of something else entirely. âThe cleansing spell absorbs all manner of impurities. It makes people sleepy too. I donât know why.â
âBut why does the fire burn green and blue?â Frederick persisted.
âThe salt changes its nature when it takes the impurities in, just as the nature of the impurity is changed by the spell. Thatâs what burns green and blue, the residue.â
Frederick dared to glance back at his employer. âThere were impurities, then?â
âA great many of them,â Lord Schofield agreed. âMore than enough to account for the sinister signs you reported. Donât speak of this to Lady Schofield. Given her condition, I wonât have her troubled.â
âWhat condition?â Frederick picked up the discarded tankard. âShe seemed perfectly well last night.â
Lord Schofield handed him the broom. âTake this back to the kitchen and tell someone to thump you on the head with it until your eyes function properly. Lady Schofield, as everyone else has noticed, is expecting a child.â
âOh, that.â Relieved, Frederick accepted the broom. âI thought you said she had a condition.â
âThat is her condition,â Lord Schofield retorted, âand I wonât have her fretting herself over gossip and rumors. The physicians agreed. The quiet of the countryside, and more to the point, the complete absence of any members of her family, will do her good. Now that sheâs safely here, I mean for her to have peace and quiet. She shall, if it means I have to strangle every person I see.â
He knew it was never wise to presume on Lord Schofieldâs good nature, but Frederick couldnât keep silent any longer. âThatâs your condition, sir.â
âOut of my sight, saucebox, or I shall begin the strangling with you,â said Lord Schofield. âIf you werenât so clever about tying a cravat, I would turn you off without a reference.â
âYou would, too.â Frederick put his whole heart into looking as sad as possible, no easy task, for he felt the smile he was trying to hide quirking at the corners of his mouth.
âI would!â Lord Schofield assured him. âNow go!â
That very day, at dinner in the servantsâ hall, Mr. Kimball gave the staff the official announcement. âHaving taken advice from the finest physicians and manmidwives in London, it was agreed the peace of the countryside would be best for Lady Schofieldâs confinement. With Godâs grace, she will give birth to his lordshipâs first child here at Skeynes sometime in November.â
The servants had known of the pregnancy from their first look at Lady Schofield. All the same, they rejoiced at the announcement, for it meant they could speak openly of the expected event. Grant raised his glass. âIf it is a boy, his lordship
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