Bath Belles (1986)
““Maybe it’s someone to see the house!” I exclaimed, and rushed to admit the caller.
I stood blinking at Mr. Maitland, accompanied by Mr. Duke, and a very odd pair they made, the one so tall and gallant, the other so stumpy and rumpled.
“As you see, it’s me again, Miss Haley,” Mr. Duke said, and stepped in uninvited.
“We are just going out,” I objected. Mr. Maitland had enough manners to stay on the doorstep, but in the end I nodded him into the hall, as Mr. Duke was already in the saloon, babbling some inanity to Esther.
“Jolly fine day, only as cold as bedamned, and a miserable gray sky,” I heard him say.
“At least it’s not raining—or snowing,” Mama replied.
“We’ve come at an inconvenient time. We’ll return later,” Mr. Maitland said.
I was very curious to learn why he was here at all, and I gave some indication of this. “I must talk to you,” was all he said, but he said it rather imperatively.
“There are a few things I’d like to say to you as well,”
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