The Escapement of Blackledge: a Novella
“She pointed her toes and bent forward to touch her head against the wall as she warmed up for the evening performance. “Am I correct in remembering that we are not in the show on Thursday?”
Papa Fred paused in his preparations and looked at her in the mirror, with a kohl pencil in his hand. “Yes. Why?”
“At the Sanderson ball I overheard that there would be a card party at the Corke residence.” She left her leg elevated and bent backwards to rest her hands on the ground. “I thought there might b...e an opportunity there.”
At that, Mama Agnes turned, with a tortoiseshell pin in her hand. “Have we any reason to think there is something worthwhile there?”
“Well, his home is on Belgrave Square. It seems likely, does it not?”
“Likely is not the same as a sure thing.” Mama Agnes pinned another curl into place.
“True.” And the Duke of Blackledge would be there, which was reason enough to avoid the place. Although it had been terribly fun to make him blush. Helena pushed off the floor to stand upright again and lowered her leg.MoreLess
Papa Fred paused in his preparations and looked at her in the mirror, with a kohl pencil in his hand. “Yes. Why?”
“At the Sanderson ball I overheard that there would be a card party at the Corke residence.” She left her leg elevated and bent backwards to rest her hands on the ground. “I thought there might b...e an opportunity there.”
At that, Mama Agnes turned, with a tortoiseshell pin in her hand. “Have we any reason to think there is something worthwhile there?”
“Well, his home is on Belgrave Square. It seems likely, does it not?”
“Likely is not the same as a sure thing.” Mama Agnes pinned another curl into place.
“True.” And the Duke of Blackledge would be there, which was reason enough to avoid the place. Although it had been terribly fun to make him blush. Helena pushed off the floor to stand upright again and lowered her leg.MoreLess
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