laughter abruptly caught in his throat with the obvious flaw in his statement. âShite.â He spat the word out as though it tasted rotten.
âAnd what does her brother think of the boy sheâs been courting?â
âCourtinâ?â Mr. Chesterton snorted with amusement. âMo wasnât courtinâ nobody. You make her sound like one a them upper-crust snoots wot hangs off her gentlemanâs arm swooninâ every time he looks at her while she waits ta shove a litter out for him. That werenât Mo. Ya bloody well met her. Iâd a think youâd a seen that.â He eyed us critically. âShe were the type who could have what she wanted and werenât shy about takinâ it. Ainât too many women know their own minds like that,â he pronounced.
âI rather think the true art of a woman is in letting the man believe heâs in charge when all the while she is bending him to her will,â Colin replied.
âThat was Mo,â Mr. Chesterton snorted. âShe could make me starkers. Youâd a thought I was workinâ for her half the bloody time.â He shook his head again, this time with a wistful hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
âAnd you say she wasnât seeing anyone in particular then?â Colin pushed back to the topic at hand.
âSheâd been gettinâ close to a fine lad the last bunch a months, but they wasnât doinâ any high-flyinâ courtinâ.â
âAre you talking about the Honeycutt boy?â
â âAtâs him. Edward Honeycutt.â
âA fine lad you say?â Colin repeated, casually leaning back in the wagon and glancing about the bucolic scenery as though he were only enquiring in passing, which, most certainly, I knew he was not.
Raleigh Chesterton nodded without a secondâs thought. âHeâs a smart, reliable sort, which is sayinâ a lot given heâs not yet quite twenty. He helps me out at the pub gettinâ me books ta tally. I ainât never had much of a head for numbers,â he scoffed. âAnd I let him putter about the kitchen and tend to the bar once in a while. Those are the skills heâll really be able ta use.â
âIâd say heâs taking a uniquely divergent path from his fatherâs occupation,â Colin remarked.
â âAtâs the truth. Edwardâs always readinâ and studyinâ so he donât have ta muck about in cow and chicken shite like his father does. Thatâll be left for his brother David ta do. That boy canât tie his ruddy shoes without an extra hand.â
âMiss OâDowd told us she was going to move to London as soon as she got married. Did you know she and young Mr. Honeycutt were harboring those plans?â
âThose two didnât have a feckinâ farthinâ between âem. They werenât goinâ nowhere. And after all I did for âem. Ungrateful little shites,â he snarled.
Colinâs closest eyebrow arced up before a benign smile tickled the corners of his lips. âAnd what about Miss OâDowdâs brother? What did he make of his sisterâs relationship with Edward Honeycutt?â
Mr. Chesterton gave a shrug that seemed to border on annoyance. âI already told ya heâs in the mines. Doyle ainât got nothinâ ta do with anything.â
âI understand that,â Colin shot right back as we turned onto a long, muddy drive that led to a large, well-used farmhouse. âBut he must have had some opinion if he was as close to his sister as youâve said.â
Raleigh Chesterton tossed a foul look at Colin and I could tell he was displeased at being goaded by him. âYer about ta meet Edward yerself, so why the hell donât ya ask him?!â
âIndeed,â Colin muttered under his breath and, to my relief, left the subject alone.
I turned back to study the
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