The Country House Courtship

Cover The Country House Courtship
Genres: Fiction
Where was she? Oh, yes, the vicarage. Her bedchamber was a cozy room, and she shared it with her mother, who slept on a bed against the opposite wall. Of course there was nothing near as fancy as what Aspindon offered, but Beatrice found she was enjoying the informality, surprisingly enough. She supposed it was on account of this house being closer to what she was accustomed to at home. She wanted to reach for the prayer book and do her reading—and pray for Ariana—but she was hungrier than usual this day, and so got up. She woke her mother to help her dress. The ladies could have asked a maid, even Harrietta, but they felt awkward about it, and so helped each other instead. Mrs. Forsythe accompanied Beatrice to the morning room, where Mr. O’Brien sat, reading a newspaper (a subscription belonging to the previous owner, but which had not run out), and lingering over a cup of coffee. “Good morning, ladies,” he said, in his sober but not unfriendly manner, rising to give a polite bow.
The Country House Courtship
+Write review

User Reviews:

Write Review:

Guest

Guest