The Christmas Eve Letter: A Time Travel Novel - Plot & Excerpts
he said, touching the brim of his hat. “The moon is most beguiling.”“Yes, it is quite lovely. I see you have been waiting for me.”“Yes.”“Not too long, I hope.”“Not at all. When a lovely lady is involved, it is never too long a wait, only too long between visits.” He grinned, assured that his line was a clever one.Eve thought, Well, aren’t you the practiced bullshitter of all time, Mr. Full-of-Himself-Harringshaw?“You are very kind,” Eve said, still forcing her smile.“I wonder, Miss Kennedy, if you would accompany me to supper?”Eve glanced toward the house. “I was just going in to supper. They’re keeping a plate for me, since I am late.”“You would do me a great service, Miss Kennedy, and there are some items I would like to discuss with you.”Eve thought, Oh God, items. What does that mean?“Items, Mr. Harringshaw?” she said aloud. “What items would those be?”He looked back at his stately carriage. His livery man was waiting patiently by the opened door. “It would be so much more pleasant to discuss them over supper at, say, The Hotel Brunswick. They have eleven French chefs in their kitchens and the Burgundy wine selection is without equal.”Eve didn’t like the sound of the word “hotel.” She didn’t know if there was some connotation attached to it, some suggestion of impropriety, or some social expectation that she knew nothing about.“I am a simple girl,”
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