Lady Traveller's Guide To Happily Ever After. Victoria Alexander

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      Effie nodded. “I had once thought he might be the man I would marry but then I met William.”

      Gwen’s eyes widened. “Oh?”

      Effie scanned the rest of the letter. Good Lord. Surely the man wasn’t serious? She held it out to Gwen. “Read this.”

      Gwen started to read then looked at Effie. “Are you sure you want me to read this? It seems rather personal.”

      “I’d tell you everything it says anyway.”

      “There is that.” Gwen returned her attention to the letter.

      She was certainly taking her time. Still, Effie had been so shocked she had done little more than skim the rest of the letter. She drummed her fingers on the tray impatiently.

      At last Gwen looked up. “This man spent his entire life in love with you.”

      Effie winced. “I had no idea.”

      “He never gave you a hint as to his feelings?”

      “Of course not. Besides, William was like a brother to him, at least when they were young. They went their separate ways as the years went on. The army sent William all over the world and when he left the military, he followed on the heels of your husband. You know as well as I he was hardly ever here. I rarely saw Richard after William and I married.”

      Although Effie supposed it was possible that it was difficult for Richard to see William given his feelings for her. “On those occasions when I ran into him he was cordial and pleasant, as any old friend would be, but nothing more than that.”

      Gwen nodded. “How very noble of him not to let you know how he felt.”

      “Yes, I suppose it was.” And if she had known of Richard’s feelings? “It would have been terribly uncomfortable if he had declared himself.”

      “And would you have done anything differently had you known of his feelings?”

      Effie shook her head. “No.”

      “Did you ever once lead him to believe there could be anything between you once you met William?”

      “Of course not.”

      “Then you have nothing to feel guilty about.”

      “I don’t feel guilty,” Effie said. “I had nothing to do with this. But I do feel badly for him. It’s quite sad, don’t you think?”

      “Unrequited love usually is.”

      “He was a wonderful man, very charming and quite nice. He was very nearly perfect I suppose. William wasn’t the least bit perfect.” Effie smiled.

      “Are you going to take up this challenge he has set for you?”

      “It does seem like a lot of effort.”

      “It was a man’s dying wish. You really can’t say no to a dying man’s wish.” Gwen paused. “Besides, he says you’ll be paid for any expenses you incur as well as receive a stipend as he anticipates this will take a great deal of your time.” She grimaced. “Do you think he knew of your financial difficulties?”

      “I hadn’t thought of that.” Effie shook her head. “I couldn’t possibly accept his money under those circumstances. I should have to return it.”

      “You can’t return it—he’s dead.”

      “Then I shall give it to charity,” Effie said staunchly.

      “We’ll be charity in no more than a year ourselves,” Gwen pointed out.

      For a few minutes, Effie had forgotten about their financial difficulties. “That does put it in a different light.”

      “It also seems to me—” Gwen chose her words with care “—this man’s last thoughts were not for himself but for those he loved, which apparently included you.”

      “If I agree to do this, I am to meet with his solicitor and the parties involved tomorrow.”

      “And?”

      “And I suppose when a man who is no longer with us wants to do something rather lovely, it would be bad form for the living to refuse.”

      Gwen adopted a casual tone. “You are doing it then?”

      “Yes, I suppose I am. But I’m not doing it alone.”

      “I wouldn’t expect you to.”

      Effie drew her brows together. “Still, it’s a matter of love. It doesn’t seem like the sort of thing one should do for money.”

      “You’re not doing it for the money. You’re doing it because a man who cared deeply for you has asked for your help. It’s the only thing he ever asked of you. The money is simply a delightful bonus. He doesn’t need it anymore but with any luck, it will sustain you until we can come up with a way to avoid destitution.”

      “Sustain us,” Effie said firmly.

      Gwen grinned. “Even better.”

      Poppy stepped into the room, carrying a tray with the dreaded broth steaming in a large bowl. “What’s even better?”

      Effie and Gwen traded glances.

      “I believe, my dear old friend...” Effie smiled in a manner she had been told was more than a little wicked. “We have a new project.”

       CHAPTER THREE

      “ARE YOU MAD?” The question blurted from James’s mouth before he could stop it. Still, if anything seemed to warrant the questioning of sanity it was the words the solicitor had just dropped like a sudden whiff of something unexpected and extremely unpleasant.

      “This is not my idea, James,” Marcus Davies said in a patient manner. He had no doubt been practicing for this particular meeting. He and James had attended school together but hadn’t become friends until after James’s marriage, brought together initially by their shared affinity for raucous living and having a great deal of fun. A few years ago, both men put their respective pasts behind them as Marcus joined his father’s firm—the firm that had long handled Uncle Richard’s affairs—and James had become involved in Uncle Richard’s business interests and estate management. In short, they had grown up. While they had once been cohorts in disreputable antics, they had eventually discovered the advantage of respectable comportment. More’s the pity. “This is entirely your uncle’s doing.”

      “He’d never do something so preposterous.”

      “Don’t be absurd.” Violet shot him a look of chastisement or annoyance or exasperation or some twisted female combination of all that and more. Women had thrown him all kinds of looks in his life but they were usually far СКАЧАТЬ