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Chapters (33)
  1. Acknowledgements
  2. Chapter 1
  3. Chapter 2
  4. Chapter 3
  5. Chapter 4
  6. Chapter 5
  7. Chapter 6
  8. Chapter 7
  9. Chapter 8
  10. Chapter 9
  11. Chapter 10
  12. Chapter 11
  13. Chapter 12
  14. Chapter 13
  15. Chapter 14
  16. Chapter 15
  17. Chapter 16
  18. Chapter 17
  19. Chapter 18
  20. Chapter 19
  21. Chapter 20
  22. Chapter 21
  23. Chapter 22
  24. Chapter 23
  25. Chapter 24
  26. Chapter 25
  27. Chapter 26
  28. Chapter 27
  29. Chapter 28
  30. Chapter 29
  31. Chapter 30
  32. Epilogue
  33. About the Author

He looked at her with a mixture of wariness and surprise. “Very well. I am listening.”

“I hope you will speak as well. Otherwise it will be less a conversation and more an oration.” She smiled and he returned it slightly.

“You have secured my participation. Now what do you wish to speak of?”

“Our wedding journey. And our impending marriage.” She stumbled slightly over the last word but hoped he hadn’t noticed. “I am from a family of women, sir. I cannot remember a time when I have not had another female near me. Even when I have visited my relations in town, I have been with my aunt or my cousins or accompanied by Jane. The idea of being… alone, with a man, well, it is so very strange. And a bit frightening. I am not saying I am frightened of you, you have been very kind,” she hurriedly added, “but as you said in Kent, it will be a very great adjustment for me. A new name and position, a whole new life, and yours will stay mainly the same, which is why I suppose you never hear of the groom’s brother attending a wedding trip.” She smiled at her joke and he joined her.

“Elizabeth, you do not have to convince me. It is perfectly normal to wish your sister with you at such a time. It is well within your rights to request it.”

“Yes, but it has made you unhappy,” she looked up at him and he looked away, toward the water.

“I thought I was less obvious than that,” he said after some moments had passed.

“Perhaps not to everyone. Mayhap I am coming to know you better.” She smiled again and pulled him along. “Sir, I do not wish discord between us. I am not built for unhappiness. I wished to suggest that perhaps we find a way that will make us both happy.”

“What do you suggest?”

“Well, perhaps you could tell me how you envision our trip progressing, how we would spend our time, and that might help me to feel less anxious about it all.”

“Very well. At first, we shall be in London. Once we have begun our journey, we will progress in the normal way. Coaching inns, stops to change the horses. The inns have already been notified and we shall have satisfactory accommodations. Our servants will travel ahead with the luggage. I had thought that we might like to take the smaller carriage. It is not as spacious, but the windows open more fully when the weather is fine. I had thought you might like that,” he said self-consciously.

She squeezed his arm. “I would. And what about when we arrive. We are staying in your friend’s house?”