If their mother had had any favorite besides her own dedicated self-interest, it would be herlovely younger daughter. Elinor herself looked too much like her fatherâs branch of the family, and she had what Lady Caroline considered to be the disconcerting habit of giving her opinion when asked. She hadnât bothered sugarcoating it for her mother in years, and Lady Caroline hadnât thanked her.
âVery kind,â Elinor murmured. âBut we can handle things from this point.â She couldnât quite hold the door for him, but she still made her point that he needed to leave, and now.
His smile tugged at the ugly scar on his otherwise handsome face. âRohan would expect nothing less from me. Your mother appears to have quieted, but Iâm not sure I should take the footmen with me, even though Iâm being summarily dismissed.â
It was a challenge, one Elinor met smoothly. âItâs starting to snow, and itâs a long way back to the château. I wouldnât want to be responsible for you getting caught in a snowdrift.â
âOnly if you pushed me in, Miss Harriman, which you look tempted to do.â He caught Lydiaâs small hand in his and gave her an extravagant kiss. There was no missing the look in her sisterâs eyes, though Elinor hoped and prayed Reading wasnât alert enough to read it.
âLet me just check on our mother,â Elinor said. âI would expect from the blissful silence emanating from the bedroom that sheâs well settled and we have no more need of your so-generous assistance.â
She turned, trying not to shiver in the cool morning air. There wasnât much of a fire in the grate, and shehad no idea where theyâd get more wood. But first things first, and getting rid of the man standing far too close to her baby sister was utmost. She had no choice but to leave them together long enough for her to see to Lady Caroline, but then she could shoo him out quite handily.
Two of Rohanâs liveried footmen stood in the hallway, almost on guard, and at Elinorâs approach they moved out of the way, bowing. She pushed open the door to see Nanny sitting beside her mother.
Lady Caroline lay still in the narrow bed, with only the fitful light of the winter morning to pierce the darkness. âShe hasnât moved since they brought her back, poor thing,â Nanny said. âI washed her and tried to make her more comfortable and told the gentleman that he can safely leave. Your poor mother probably wonât be up for days.â She looked back at her charge. âIf ever.â
Elinor looked down at her mother. Her skin was bluish, with deep circles around her eyes, but for the moment she was at peace. âHas she taken any food?â
Nanny Maude knew better than she did just how little food there was in their larder. âSome weak tea. And a bit of gruel. She spat out more than she took in.â
And they couldnât afford to waste what little they had. âIâll send Lydia in while I get rid of our visitors,â Elinor said.
âWhat are you going to do, Miss Nell?â Nanny said plaintively. âIâve sent Jacobs out to see what he can find, but thereâs nothing left for me to make a dinnerout of. No wood for the fire unless we take this bed apart.â
Elinor wanted to put her hands to her face and scream, but her calm expression showed none of it. It was up to her to see to things, and even if she hadnât the vaguest idea what she was going to do, she didnât need to share that.
She couldnât even sell her body on the streets for money. Paris was filled with beautiful whoresâsheâd barely make enough to keep them fed. If that.
Jacobs could sell the boots and the silk stockings. Sheâd been a proud fool to have left the fur pelisse behindâthat could have supported them for weeks if they were careful.
She was going to have to go back and meet
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