Lady Penelope's Christmas Charade, A Regency Romance - Plot & Excerpts
The keen wind bit through the shoddy wool of her maid's costume. Too bad she hadn't insisted on wearing her cloak, but Pierce wanted her to look like she had been working all night at the brothel. It wouldn't make sense for her to prowl the hallway in a garment that clearly bore the mark of a French modiste's expert hand. She tugged her cotton cap down over her curls more tightly. If only Pierce would make haste. He promised he would go in the front, make his respects, and then come lurching out to find her as though he needed to relieve himself in the side bushes. But five minutes had passed and still no sign of him. She rubbed her arms to rid herself of the goose bumps. Surely Pierce wasn't inside making his respects—to one of the ladies. He was a thief-taker—but not a cad. Was that not so? The wind picked up its pace and howled through the barren trees. Here and there a voice sounded in the darkness. Very few gentlemen were hanging about outside in this weather.
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