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“Good.”
After Emmeline departed from the room, Jane stood her ground as she glared at him.
Frowning, he asked, “What is on your mind, dear sister?”
“What you are attempting to do is asinine,” Jane declared.
“I disagree,” he replied. “Emmeline needs my help.”
“So you are helping a damsel in distress,” she said, her eyes narrowing. “Is that it?”
“I suppose it is.”
Jane tossed her hands up in the air. “What happens to Emmeline when you grow tired of her and toss her aside?”
“I can assure you that won’t happen.”
Jane took a commanding step towards him. “If you hurt my friend, I will find a way to hurt you.”
“You are resorting to threats now?” he asked.
“It isn’t a threat,” she said in a low voice. “It is a promise, Brother.”
Oliver watched as Jane turned on her heel and exited the room without saying another word. He had to admit that his sister could be quite frightening when she wanted to be.
But, for now, he needed to make some preparations so he could elope with Emmeline.
Chapter Five
“Iwish youluck,” Mary said.
Emmeline smiled at her lady’s maid. “Once I am settled in at Hawthorne House, I shall send for you.”
“I will be waiting.”
Walking over to the open window, Emmeline stuck her head out and glanced down at the courtyard. “I haven’t climbed out of this window in years,” she shared. “Let’s hope I don’t fall.”
Mary came to stand next to her. “I remember the first time I saw you climbing down that wall, I nearly fainted.”
“It is much easier than you would imagine,” Emmeline said. “The bricks jut out just enough to make excellent footholds.”
“That didn’t stop your parents from forbidding you from doing it,” Mary pointed out.
Emmeline smiled at that memory. “That is true,” she replied. “They were so worried I would break my neck.”
“As would any good parent.”
She took a moment to adjust the sleeves of her grey traveling gown before saying, “I should go now.”
“I hope your journey is safe and uneventful,” Mary remarked.
“As do I.”
“Do you have your muff pistol?”
Emmeline held up her hand to show the reticule around her right wrist. “I have it right here.”
Mary nodded in approval. “You’d better hurry,” she said. “You don’t want to keep Lord Oliver waiting.”
