Minnie fiddled with her hands. “I took that syrup many times, and it never affected me as it did you. It’s only a mixture of spices, some herbs from the far east, and laudanum. You went wild.”
“What did I do in the club?” She was almost frightened to ask.
“You started kissing a bunch of gentlemen.”
She gasped. “What?”
“You weren’t shocked at all last night. But you left with one of them and vanished. I begged you to stay with me, but you didn’t listen.”
“Who was this gentleman?”
“I’m not sure. I only caught a glimpse of him because you two were running away like an eloping couple. What I remember is that he was tall with blond hair. If you need to find him, you should ask one of the attendants of the club.”
She didn’t remember any gentleman. “It’s a disaster. Curse The New Club.”
“From what I saw, you enjoyed yourself.”
“But I don’t remember it!” She raised her voice.
Minnie flinched. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t have foreseen the terrible effect the potion had on you. It’s just supposed to let you release some nervous tension. But nothing terrible happened.”
“I’m not sure about that.” She rubbed her temple.
Minnie hugged her. “I truly am sorry. I didn’t realise you were sick. I thought you were perfectly all right. I became concerned only when I found your bed empty.”
“Do you know anything about a foil, a fencing sword?”
“Good gracious, no. Why?”
“I need to leave.” She walked to the door.
“Again?”
“Thank you for lying for me.”
“Esther.” Minnie took her hand. “Please believe me. This isn’t what I wanted you to experience. My life is so dull that I only feel alive when I go to The New Club, and I wanted the same for you.”
“More than alive, I feel I should be in prison for thievery. But thank you.” Esther started to rush out of the room but paused. “You know, I don’t think I could lead a double life, as you do. I would rather be myself and be criticised for who I really am than be admired for being someone I’m not.”
Minnie seemed on the verge of tears.
“I’ll see you later.” She dashed downstairs before Mother or the dowager could stop her.
Or so she hoped.
“Wait!” Mother caught up with her, coming out of nowhere like an assassin. “Where are you going now?”
Should she tell the truth or a lie? “Mother, I must see the duke. He’s waiting for me. We plan to spend the morning together, and don’t worry. Everything will be well and proper.”
There. The truth a little polished, and a small lie.
“That’s wonderful.” Mother hugged her. “But change into something decent. That gown looks like one Minnie would wear. Remember, behave with propriety, and everything will be fine.”
It was too late for that.
Nine
Alexander waited for Esther in front of his carriage, wondering if he should knock on the door. Mrs. Wilson had returned a few minutes ago and told him Esther was with Minnie, so hopefully his foil would soon be found, and he could start training.
