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“You’d better hurry if you want to join Lord Oliver for breakfast,” Mary urged.
“You are right, of course,” she said as she walked over to the door.
Emmeline hurried towards the dining room, finding herself eager to see Oliver, and she was pleased to see him sitting at the head of the table. He rose from his chair when she walked into the room.
“Good morning, Emme,” he greeted with a smile.
She waved him back down, then said, “Good morning, Husband.” She walked over to the buffet table, picked up a plate and placed a piece of toast on it.
As she sat down to the right of him, Oliver eyed her with concern. “How are you faring this morning?”
“I am well.”
“Are you?”
“I assure you that I am.”
Oliver bobbed his head. “I am relieved to hear that,” he said. “The constable is still interviewing the servants.”
“He has been here all night?”
“He has,” Oliver confirmed.
“Does he have any information about why I was attacked?”
“Not that he has been forthcoming about.”
Emmeline placed her white linen napkin onto her lap. “I intend to start sleeping with a muff pistol under my pillow.”
“That is wholly unnecessary,” he replied. “I will keep you safe.”
“You won’t always be around.”
A pained look flashed into his eyes. “That is true,” he admitted, “which brings me to something that I have been meaning to speak to you about.”
“Oh?” she asked as she picked up her toast.
He cleared his throat, and Emmeline could see uncertainty on his features. “It would appear that…” His voice trailed off. “We can discuss it later.”
“Are you sure?”
“I am,” he said firmly.
After she took a bite of her toast, she placed it back on her plate and reached for her cup of chocolate. “Would you care to take a walk along the beach after breakfast?”
Oliver smiled, causing her heart to take flight. “I would.”
“That pleases me.”
The butler stepped into the room, met her gaze and announced, “Lord Taylor is here to call upon you, milady. Are you available for callers?”
“I am,” she replied, pushing back her chair. “Would you show him to the drawing room?”
Grubbs tipped his head. “As you wish.”
After the butler departed from the room, Oliver asked, “Would you care for me to join you when you speak to your uncle?”
“Would you mind?”
