us to our work, and you get back to your gardening,” Mrs. Ross ordered, standing.
“ What he means is, Master Chris, to seek revenge,” Betty explained, nodding her head.
“ Oh!” Christine was dumbfounded.
“ Mr. Sam, did you hear what I said?” Mrs. Ross asked.
Mr. Sam got up from his seat and nodded his head in the affirmative.
“ Well, then, hope my advice helps,” he said and turned toward the door. “Oh wait, I was here for something. Master Chris, can you help us tomorrow? I’m rounding up some people to help clean the pond in the east garden. It hasn’t been attended to for a long time, now that I think of it. His lordship wants it cleaned up for the guests and the house party, you know. I was wondering if you could supervise us. You’re good with designing and all. And Mr. Ross told me the earl liked what you did to the Hall.”
“ You want me to help?” Christine asked.
“ Aye, Master Chris, err, tomorrow, all right?” When he saw Christine nod, Mr. Sam turned and left the kitchen.
Christine was following Mr. Sam out the door when Betty called to her. “Master Chris, where are you going? Wait, I need your help, too.”
Christine stopped in her tracks, waiting for Betty to catch up to her. Betty caught up and led Christine outside to some bushes where no one could see them.
“ What’s this about, Betty? Is it that bet thing again?” Christine asked, wondering what she could do to help.
“ Oh yes, Master Chris, it’s about the bet. See, I want your help.”
“ But I don’t know what I could do to help,” Christine interjected.
“ Please, would you help me? I really want to win that bet,” Betty pleaded.
Christine nodded her head in understanding. But then there was no way Betty was going to win since she, as well as everyone else, knew that Merrick was in love with Lady Anne and would soon ask her to marry him. There was simply nothing Betty could do to win.
Betty took a deep breath and said, “I want you to help me get rid of Lady Anne.”
Christine’s eyes widened. “ What? You can’t do that, Betty. ’Tis truly out of the question. You just can’t kill someone, especially if that person is Lady Anne.” Christine shrieked, thinking that Betty was truly mad. However, Lady Anne truly deserved some punishment for hurting Merrick.
“ Wait, Master Chris, that’s not what I mean. What I mean is play tricks on her. Show his lordship what she truly is like. Do you get what I mean now?”
“ What do you mean, play tricks on her?” Christine asked, still confused but relieved at the same time for it was not murder Betty was thinking about.
“ What I mean is we make the earl see that Lady Anne is a spoiled brat. If we play tricks on her, she would probably show her spoiled behavior, and then perhaps the earl wouldn’t love her anymore. Do you see what I mean now? Please, Master Chris, you have got to help me,” Betty begged.
Christine stared at Betty. Then she smiled and nodded her head, her eyes glinting.
Betty breathed a sight of relief. “Thank you, Master Chris, you are a lifesaver. Now that we are agreed, our plan must start immediately.”
* * *
“Merrick, you are back,” his cousin called out.
Mr. McNaught jumped up from his seat and advanced toward Merrick.
“ Ah, my lord, been to see your tenants, have you? How good of you. I hardly ever go to see mine. I suppose that’s why they don’t like me,” he chuckled.
“ Paying attention to your tenants’ problems and solving them creates a kind of trust, Mr. McNaught. How was your journey, by the way?” Merrick asked.
“ Hot and very uncomfortable,” the older man grumbled.
“ Traveling is always uncomfortable for you, dear, when you don’t have your damn brandy with you,” Mrs. McNaught snapped. “I assure you, my lord, this man is going to die early, and I won’t pity him one bit.” She laughed, her croaky voice rumbling along as her large bosoms bounced up and down.
“ How
“ What he means is, Master Chris, to seek revenge,” Betty explained, nodding her head.
“ Oh!” Christine was dumbfounded.
“ Mr. Sam, did you hear what I said?” Mrs. Ross asked.
Mr. Sam got up from his seat and nodded his head in the affirmative.
“ Well, then, hope my advice helps,” he said and turned toward the door. “Oh wait, I was here for something. Master Chris, can you help us tomorrow? I’m rounding up some people to help clean the pond in the east garden. It hasn’t been attended to for a long time, now that I think of it. His lordship wants it cleaned up for the guests and the house party, you know. I was wondering if you could supervise us. You’re good with designing and all. And Mr. Ross told me the earl liked what you did to the Hall.”
“ You want me to help?” Christine asked.
“ Aye, Master Chris, err, tomorrow, all right?” When he saw Christine nod, Mr. Sam turned and left the kitchen.
Christine was following Mr. Sam out the door when Betty called to her. “Master Chris, where are you going? Wait, I need your help, too.”
Christine stopped in her tracks, waiting for Betty to catch up to her. Betty caught up and led Christine outside to some bushes where no one could see them.
“ What’s this about, Betty? Is it that bet thing again?” Christine asked, wondering what she could do to help.
“ Oh yes, Master Chris, it’s about the bet. See, I want your help.”
“ But I don’t know what I could do to help,” Christine interjected.
“ Please, would you help me? I really want to win that bet,” Betty pleaded.
Christine nodded her head in understanding. But then there was no way Betty was going to win since she, as well as everyone else, knew that Merrick was in love with Lady Anne and would soon ask her to marry him. There was simply nothing Betty could do to win.
Betty took a deep breath and said, “I want you to help me get rid of Lady Anne.”
Christine’s eyes widened. “ What? You can’t do that, Betty. ’Tis truly out of the question. You just can’t kill someone, especially if that person is Lady Anne.” Christine shrieked, thinking that Betty was truly mad. However, Lady Anne truly deserved some punishment for hurting Merrick.
“ Wait, Master Chris, that’s not what I mean. What I mean is play tricks on her. Show his lordship what she truly is like. Do you get what I mean now?”
“ What do you mean, play tricks on her?” Christine asked, still confused but relieved at the same time for it was not murder Betty was thinking about.
“ What I mean is we make the earl see that Lady Anne is a spoiled brat. If we play tricks on her, she would probably show her spoiled behavior, and then perhaps the earl wouldn’t love her anymore. Do you see what I mean now? Please, Master Chris, you have got to help me,” Betty begged.
Christine stared at Betty. Then she smiled and nodded her head, her eyes glinting.
Betty breathed a sight of relief. “Thank you, Master Chris, you are a lifesaver. Now that we are agreed, our plan must start immediately.”
* * *
“Merrick, you are back,” his cousin called out.
Mr. McNaught jumped up from his seat and advanced toward Merrick.
“ Ah, my lord, been to see your tenants, have you? How good of you. I hardly ever go to see mine. I suppose that’s why they don’t like me,” he chuckled.
“ Paying attention to your tenants’ problems and solving them creates a kind of trust, Mr. McNaught. How was your journey, by the way?” Merrick asked.
“ Hot and very uncomfortable,” the older man grumbled.
“ Traveling is always uncomfortable for you, dear, when you don’t have your damn brandy with you,” Mrs. McNaught snapped. “I assure you, my lord, this man is going to die early, and I won’t pity him one bit.” She laughed, her croaky voice rumbling along as her large bosoms bounced up and down.
“ How
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