Thornbury’s arrival. A chill wind circled under her bonnet and sent it askew, causing her to remonstrate to the dark cloud directly above her. “Make up your mind. Rain or don’t rain.” The evil cloud teased her by aiming a solitary drop on her forehead before it scooted away. Leaving the overbright sun to shine upon Mr. Thornbury’s carriage as it breezed up to her front door. Yes, she was grumpy. She had been grumpy all morning, for that matter. Why did Mr. Thornbury insist they visit the mine today? She had asked Henry to join them, but this morning he had called off, citing an urgent need to consult with a client in Hale. Since she owed Mr. Thornbury for Berdy’s care, she must keep the appointment. Somehow she suspected this journey, to view the smoke from a steam engine on the east side of Macclesfield, would not alleviate her grumps. Mr. Thornbury bounded up to greet her, handed her into the landau, and joined her on the seat facing the horses.
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