Unconventional Suitors 02 - Her Unconventional Hero by Ginny Hartman Page B
Authors: Ginny Hartman
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she was ready to retire when her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice.
“Lady Adel, I must tell you how much I simply adore your gown. Periwinkle is a very becoming shade of blue for your complexion.”
Adel turned and smiled with delight at the sight of Lady Danford. “Madam, you are too kind. I would ask you how you have been, but it is apparent that being married suits you.”
Her friend blushed. “It is the grandest thing I have ever done; there is no doubt about that.”
“I am so happy for you,” she replied honestly, before shifting her eyes once more around the room. If she wasn’t able to obtain any further information on Lady Grace and Lord Crestin, she must find something else of importance to report.
Lady Danford was quick to notice her distraction. “Are you looking for someone?” she pried.
“I was looking for Lady Grace,” she replied, deciding to be honest with her friend.
Beside her, Lady Danford gasped. “You too?” She hid her mouth behind her opened fan before leaning close and speaking lowly. “I have to confess that ever since I read about how the lady is blackmailing Lord Crestin in Mrs. Tiddlyswan’s column, I have been exceptionally curious about her. Are you curious as well?”
“Very.”
“Well I am almost positive that we are destined to be disappointed, for I am most certain that they have retired from Town.”
Adel’s heart sunk, for she hadn’t even pondered upon that possibility. “Do you truly think so?”
“Of course, for no one has seen either of them since Mrs. Tiddlyswan vowed to find out the reasons behind the blackmail. I am certain they found it far less scandalous to remove themselves from Town before the end of the season than to stay here and give fodder to the gossipmongers. Though if you ask me, I think their sudden disappearance is far more incriminating. Surely they have something to hide.”
“Of course they do,” Adel said in exasperation. Now she would never learn the truth. This dratted job was quickly turning from a blessed distraction to a stressful nuisance. “I should just give up the blasted gossip column altogether,” she muttered, unaware that she had done so aloud.
“So should I. I stopped paying attention to them when that vicious Mrs. Tiddlyswan kept reporting on Benedict’s shortcomings, as if his outdated apparel was the most scandalous thing going on amongst the ton , but since she has quit harassing him, I find that her column does not vex me nearly so much. If anything I find it amusing. I often read it with a skeptical eye, wondering how much truth is actually behind the rumors. Imagine someone having nothing better to do with their life than to spy on and report about other’s misgivings. La! What a sad life, indeed.”
Lady Danford’s words stung. Adel knew that the countess was not purposely insulting her, but it hurt nonetheless. The way she worded it made Adel feel nothing short of pathetic. Exhaling deeply, she closed her eyes and made the decision to quit the column once and for all, for it no longer served its original purpose. Besides, between Lord Straton and Rose, she had enough on her mind now to distract her sufficiently.
Chapter 11
It is with great disappointment that I report that Lady Grace and Lord Crestin have quit Town, presumably to avoid further information from coming to light regarding their scandal. This author is personally disappointed to verify their absence, although their actions are indeed rather incriminating.
In other news, it has been said that the widower Lord Pearson has recently come out of mourning and has set his cap for the Marquess of Pemberleigh’s only daughter, Lady Priscilla. Rumor has it that his interest stems from the sole fact that she has a large dowry. The fact that she oddly resembles his late wife has not gone unnoticed by anyone, I presume, or has it?
Adel scrawled out her column quickly. She knew that Mr. Bell was expecting it and she did not
“Lady Adel, I must tell you how much I simply adore your gown. Periwinkle is a very becoming shade of blue for your complexion.”
Adel turned and smiled with delight at the sight of Lady Danford. “Madam, you are too kind. I would ask you how you have been, but it is apparent that being married suits you.”
Her friend blushed. “It is the grandest thing I have ever done; there is no doubt about that.”
“I am so happy for you,” she replied honestly, before shifting her eyes once more around the room. If she wasn’t able to obtain any further information on Lady Grace and Lord Crestin, she must find something else of importance to report.
Lady Danford was quick to notice her distraction. “Are you looking for someone?” she pried.
“I was looking for Lady Grace,” she replied, deciding to be honest with her friend.
Beside her, Lady Danford gasped. “You too?” She hid her mouth behind her opened fan before leaning close and speaking lowly. “I have to confess that ever since I read about how the lady is blackmailing Lord Crestin in Mrs. Tiddlyswan’s column, I have been exceptionally curious about her. Are you curious as well?”
“Very.”
“Well I am almost positive that we are destined to be disappointed, for I am most certain that they have retired from Town.”
Adel’s heart sunk, for she hadn’t even pondered upon that possibility. “Do you truly think so?”
“Of course, for no one has seen either of them since Mrs. Tiddlyswan vowed to find out the reasons behind the blackmail. I am certain they found it far less scandalous to remove themselves from Town before the end of the season than to stay here and give fodder to the gossipmongers. Though if you ask me, I think their sudden disappearance is far more incriminating. Surely they have something to hide.”
“Of course they do,” Adel said in exasperation. Now she would never learn the truth. This dratted job was quickly turning from a blessed distraction to a stressful nuisance. “I should just give up the blasted gossip column altogether,” she muttered, unaware that she had done so aloud.
“So should I. I stopped paying attention to them when that vicious Mrs. Tiddlyswan kept reporting on Benedict’s shortcomings, as if his outdated apparel was the most scandalous thing going on amongst the ton , but since she has quit harassing him, I find that her column does not vex me nearly so much. If anything I find it amusing. I often read it with a skeptical eye, wondering how much truth is actually behind the rumors. Imagine someone having nothing better to do with their life than to spy on and report about other’s misgivings. La! What a sad life, indeed.”
Lady Danford’s words stung. Adel knew that the countess was not purposely insulting her, but it hurt nonetheless. The way she worded it made Adel feel nothing short of pathetic. Exhaling deeply, she closed her eyes and made the decision to quit the column once and for all, for it no longer served its original purpose. Besides, between Lord Straton and Rose, she had enough on her mind now to distract her sufficiently.
Chapter 11
It is with great disappointment that I report that Lady Grace and Lord Crestin have quit Town, presumably to avoid further information from coming to light regarding their scandal. This author is personally disappointed to verify their absence, although their actions are indeed rather incriminating.
In other news, it has been said that the widower Lord Pearson has recently come out of mourning and has set his cap for the Marquess of Pemberleigh’s only daughter, Lady Priscilla. Rumor has it that his interest stems from the sole fact that she has a large dowry. The fact that she oddly resembles his late wife has not gone unnoticed by anyone, I presume, or has it?
Adel scrawled out her column quickly. She knew that Mr. Bell was expecting it and she did not
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