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“I don’t believe that would be the case. I wouldn’t be able to look for work since I must care for Mother.”
Guy placed a hand on her shoulder. “You are doing a great service for Mother,” he praised. “When she recovers, you can get a job in the shop like you always wanted to.”
Esther smiled. “I would like that very much.”
“Perhaps you can dream bigger and get a job in the circulating library.”
Her smile dimmed. “I do not presume to have dreams of such grandeur.”
“You were destined for so much more than what you have been given,” Guy said dejectedly. “I am sorry that I could not give you more.”
“Enough of that talk,” Esther asserted. “You have given us a roof above our heads and food in our bellies. It is more than sufficient.”
“You are kind to say so,” he said, dropping his hand.
Esther gave him a knowing look. “Don’t fret about us,” she insisted. “We’ll be fine and will be here when you get home.”
“If something does happen to me, I want you to speak to Lord Evan Corbyn,” Guy said. “I have no doubt that he will ensure you find employment.”
“Lord Evan Corbyn?” she repeated. “Since when did you start mingling with members of Society?”
“Only recently,” he replied. “But promise me that you will seek out Lord Evan if anything happens to me.”
She bobbed her head. “I promise.”
“Good,” he replied. “It is best if I depart now.”
Esther walked over to the door and opened it. She glanced at the shiny black coach and looked back at him in surprise. “Is that your coach?”
“It is for now.”
“What are you about, Brother?”
He smiled as he approached his sister. “You wouldn’t believe me even if I told you,” he said before he left.
Chapter Three
Daphne was inan impossible situation. The wedding had been a small, intimate affair, and it was evident to all how much Eliza and Mr. Fitzwilliam cared for one another. But then they adjourned for the wedding breakfast, and Daphne found herself sitting between Mr. Huxley and Mrs. Cadogan, Eliza’s mostly deaf grandmother.
Mrs. Cadogan leaned closer, and the strong scent of peppermint drifted off her person. “Did you enjoy the wedding?”
“I did.”
“What did you say?” Mrs. Cadogan asked, leaning even closer.
“I enjoyed the wedding,” Daphne replied, raising her voice to be heard over the noise in the dining room.
“I’m happy to hear that, but did you enjoy the wedding?” Mrs. Cadogan questioned.
Daphne bobbed her head. “I did.”
Mrs. Cadogan returned her smile. “My Eliza was such a beautiful bride.”
“She was.”
“You are a pretty little thing,” Mrs. Cadogan said. “When are you planning to marry?”
Her question caught Daphne off guard, and it took a moment for her to come up with a response. “I suppose when I find the right suitor.”
