These fanciful thoughts must stop, I chided myself, and the thought of the day brought me back to reality. It was today I was to meet Jason Trehaine. After dressing, I intended to look through Mamma’s chest, but I stood looking out of the window for some time. Grey clouds ...
‘Apologies, Vicar, you must think me most rude.’ As I spoke I noted that Isabel still hadn’t uttered a word. Her pale face showed no expression and she seemed not to notice her surroundings, the yellow dress she wore was garish and did not compliment her pallid colour or her mousy coloured hair. ...
The coach pulled by four greys rattled along the tracks of Bodmin Moor, taking me ever nearer to my destination of Ravensmount near the Lizard in Cornwall. I looked at my maid, Tilly, and her head lolled on the glass window, her pink lace bonnet askew on her dark ringlets, her chest rising and fa...
Megan was waiting for me when I came out of the dining-room. ‘Your dresses have arrived, mistress,’ she told me and I walked up the staircase with her as anxious as she to see them. When we entered my room I could see they had been laid across my bed in a profusion of colo...
I had been assessing my finances with a view to buying a new gown when it had happened. It was the day after I had met Verity Hawksworth and the day Lina and I were to take tea with Georgina at Redcliffe Manor, which I was now looking forward to as I wished to see the manor close up. I got down o...
On her mistress’s instructions she had no doubt waited for me to return to my room after supper and turned the key in the lock, probably with jubilation that I had got my come-uppance. I paced up and down, then tried to open the door again in the event that I had made a mi...