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“That’s perhaps closer. And are you always losing? You let these men stay at Sage Brook?”
“They don’t always stay. Sometimes they summon their coaches. What does it matter?”
“It matters because you’re using precious resources to fuel this ghastly habit. Why should the servants stay in line if they live in a house of corruption?”
“Because I bloody well tell them to.”
“And you realize that your staff is too large.”
“Sage Brook is enormous.”
“Even still. You don’t need so much help to facilitate your late-night gambling parties.”
Just then, Norman rang his little bell, and Percival appeared quickly. He must have been standing in the hall, listening. Edward wouldn’t put it past him.
“Percival?”
“Yes, Your Grace?”
Norman lifted his empty glass. “More brandy, and pour some for Edward.”
“Yes, Your Grace.” Percival bowed his head and left the room.
“I don’t wish to drink more.”
“Loosen up, Edward. If we’re going to have a serious discussion, then the brandy must continue to flow.” In the ensuing silence, there was a crack of thunder outside the window, and rain fell yet again. Norman rubbed his face with his hand. “This blasted weather. When will it ever end?”
“Perhaps God on high is trying to tell you something.”
“You know I don’t believe in that sort of thing.”
“Maybe you should.”
Edward stopped at that. He believed in God but could never call himself a fervently religious man. Nor did he wish to push that upon his brother. He just wished that he could instill some set of morals in him. The brothers waited and listened to the rain before Percival returned, carrying a crystal decanter filled with brandy. He poured the glasses and made his way out before Norman stopped him.
“Percival, do you think that we have too many staff here at Sage Brook?”
Percival’s eyes widened, as though he didn’t know how to respond. “No …”
“Tell me the truth.”
“The grounds are rather expansive, and attention must be paid.”
“Say for instance, that newest maid. What the devil is her name?”
“Laura,” Percival replied.
Edward felt heat in his chest at the mere mention of her name. He felt mildly ashamed for having engaged her so much that evening. No doubt, the interaction made the girl uncomfortable, but Edward couldn’t help himself. He loved beautiful things. Always admired them. And Laura was very much a beautiful thing.
“Laura,” Norman said. “Did we need that acquisition?”
“She is a hard worker. She earns her keep.”
“But is she necessary?”
Percival paused and considered his words. “Yes, I think that Laura Hawkins is an asset to Sage Brook.”
Laura Hawkins? It was the first time that Edward had heard her full name. It was a beautiful name, just like her.
