Lady Solebury said, enveloped in a pile of pillows. Eyes clear and cheeks tinged with pink, she looked reassuringly healthy after her day in bed. “And thanks, too, for coming up to chat with me about the tenants. I cannot tell you how much I have enjoyed our little coze.” “My pleasure.” Leah shifted her position in a well stuffed armchair beside the bed, thinking just how much a pleasure it had been to escape to her ladyship’s room. If a barreling ride home inside the carriage hadn’t been enough to make her regret trying to explain the truth to David, his constant glares during dinner certainly had. She still didn’t know what to expect from him ultimately. This very moment, he might be telling his father that he thought she should be committed. She swallowed and tried not to expect the worst, refocusing her attention on Lady Solebury. “I’m happy to be of use to you. I feel bad for imposing on your hospitality so much, but for the time being, I’m afraid I don’t have anywhere else to go.”
