Authors: Rosemary Smith
“Look Charlotte, Look,” urged Lina. I could see why she was so excited, silk ribbons of all hues and colours lay on the table in a profusion of colour along with white and cream lengths of intricately woven lace, together with a colourful round pomander.
“They are lovely,” I enthused with Lina. “But do please try to control your excitement, especially in front of others Lina.”
“Ever the dutiful companion.” I turned to Richard at the sound of his voice. I could scarce believe now that I was back at Middlepark that my day had gone so well, it was now all like a dream.
“I’m sorry Mr Roseby, I should perhaps allow Lina some excitement for today as it is obviously very special,” I said demurely.
“Miss Trent, I would have you no other way,” Richard said smiling.
“Let me introduce you to Verity Hawksworth.” At his words the young woman rose from the settle, smoothing her pale violet-coloured skirts as she stood to greet me.
“I am most pleased to meet you Miss Trent,” she spoke softly, “for I have heard so much about you today.”
“Good things I hope,” I said rather foolishly, as for once the cat seemed to have got my tongue.
“All good indeed; I assure you,” the young woman said. “And Lina very obviously adores you.” The young woman’s words held no hint of jealously or sarcasm and I warmed to her straight away, at the same time thinking as I looked at smiling Richard Roseby that my daydreaming days were finally over and I wondered idly if he adored the lovely Verity.