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Chapters (45)
  1. FIRST WALTZ
  2. Also by
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright Page
  5. Dedication
  6. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  7. CHAPTER ONE
  8. CHAPTER TWO
  9. CHAPTER THREE
  10. CHAPTER FOUR
  11. CHAPTER FIVE
  12. CHAPTER SIX
  13. CHAPTER SEVEN
  14. CHAPTER EIGHT
  15. CHAPTER NINE
  16. CHAPTER TEN
  17. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  18. CHAPTER TWELVE
  19. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  20. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  21. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  22. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  23. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  24. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  25. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  34. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  35. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  44. EPILOGUE
  45. AUTHOR’S NOTES

Everyone in the church laughed at that. The new Mrs. Johnson was round with a child from her late husband, who had been murdered at Cinderloo in a mine protest. Mr. Johnson, a well-off gentleman farmer, took her arm with one hand and ruffled the hair on his new son’s head with the other, smiling at the little girls.

“They will be happy.” Eleanor sent up a prayer of thanks she had been there to help the family and that her family had supported her decision, and the housekeeper had played matchmaker for Mrs. Ward and Mr. Johnson.

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER TWO

It’d taken Dobbins weeks to find the woman, and he wasn’t about to give her up. He’d left last night on the stagecoach and hired the wagon to carry her and her brats back. At least the oldest could be put to work. He drove into the yard of the Worthington Arms and came to a stop.

“Do ye want me to unhitch ’em?” a lad asked.

“Ain’t plan’in on being here long.” Dobbins climbed down from the wagon. “I’m look’in for a Mrs. Ward.”

The boy looked away. “Don’t think she’ll see ye today. She’s pretty busy.”

He followed the lad’s gaze, where a large group of people were standing outside of the church. Others were setting up tables on the green. “Got a something go’in on over there?”

“Ye might say that.” The boy grinned. “She’s get’in married. We’re hav’in a cel-ebra-tion.”

Married? What the hell was he supposed to do now? Ever since he’d seen her, he’d wanted her bad. He’d even made sure her husband was killed during the mine protest. Dobbins was sure he’d have his chance after that. She’d need someone to take care of her and her brats. Then she’d run off. He’d found her at an inn, but some young mort took her up. He’d finally found her again and now this.

“Lady Eleanor planned it all right and proper.”

Who the hell was that? “Lady Eleanor?”

The boy pointed to a group of young morts across the street. “Lady Eleanor Carpenter. She’s Lady Worthington’s sister. They’re go’in to Lundun soon.”

Dobbins peered at the women. One of them turned and laughed. That was the same mort who’d got in his way before. He’d come all this way for noth’in.

Meddling bitch. If there was a way to get revenge on her without get’in hanged, he’d do it.

Just then the mort who’d spoiled his plans glanced over. Her eyes narrowed, and she signaled to a footman. He had to get out of there quick.