Regency Beauty. Sarah Mallory
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Название: Regency Beauty

Автор: Sarah Mallory

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Исторические любовные романы

Серия: Mills & Boon M&B

isbn: 9781474066037

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      There was a knock at the door and the housekeeper peeped in.

      ‘Here’s the little lad’s papa come to see him, Doctor.’ She flattened herself against the door as Reginald Buckland swept in, hat, gloves and riding whip clutched in one hand and an anxious look upon his jovial features.

      ‘I came as soon as I heard. How is he?’

      Zelah allowed the doctor to repeat his prognosis.

      ‘Can he be moved?’ asked Reginald, staring at his son. ‘Can I take him home?’

      ‘I would not advise it. The wound is quite deep and any jolting at this stage could start it bleeding again.’

      ‘But he cannot stay here, in the house of a man I hardly know!’

      Doctor Pannell’s bushy eyebrows drew together.

      ‘I understood the major was some sort of relative of yours, Mr Buckland.’

      Reginald shrugged.

      ‘Very distant. Oh, I admit it was through my letters to a cousin that he heard about Rooks Tower being vacant, but I had never met him until he moved here, and since then we have exchanged barely a dozen words. He has never once come to West Barton.’

      A grim little smile hovered on the doctor’s lips.

      ‘No, Major Coale has not gone out of his way to make himself known to his neighbours.’

      ‘I think Nicky must stay here, Reginald.’ Zelah touched his arm. ‘Major Coale has put his house and servants at our disposal.’

      ‘Aye, he must, at least until the wound begins to heal,’ averred Dr Pannell, picking up his hat. ‘Now, I shall be away and will return tomorrow to see how my patient does.’

      Reginald remained by the bed, staring down at his son and heir. He rubbed his chin. ‘If only I knew what to do. If only his mama could be with him!’

      ‘Impossible, when she is confined with little Reginald.’

      ‘Or Nurse.’

      ‘Yes, she would be ideal, but my sister and the new baby need her skill and attentions,’ said Zelah. ‘I have considered all these possibilities, Reginald, and I think there is only one solution. You must leave Nicky to my care.’

      ‘But that’s just it,’ exclaimed Reginald. ‘I cannot leave you here.’

      ‘And I cannot leave Nicky.’

      ‘Then I had best stay, too.’

      Zelah laughed.

      ‘Now why should you do that? You know nothing about nursing. And besides, what will poor Maria do if both you and I are away from home? I know how my sister suffers with her nerves when she is alone for too long.’

      ‘Aye, she does.’ Reginald took a turn about the room, torn by indecision.

      Nicky stirred and muttered something in his sleep.

      ‘Go home, Reginald. These fidgets will disturb Nicky.’

      ‘But this is a bachelor household.’

      ‘That is unfortunate, of course, but it cannot be helped.’ She dipped a cloth in the bowl of lavender water and gently wiped the boy’s brow. ‘If it is any comfort, Reginald, Major Coale has informed me—via his housekeeper—that he will not come into this wing of the house while we are here. Indeed, once he had seen Nicky safely into bed he disappeared, giving his housekeeper orders to supply us with everything necessary. I shall sleep in the anteroom here, so that I may be on hand should Nicky wake in the night, and I will take my meals here. So you see there can be no danger of impropriety.’

      Reginald did not look completely reassured.

      ‘Would you like me to send over our maid?’

      ‘Unnecessary, and it would give offence to Mrs Graddon.’ Zelah smiled at him. ‘We shall go on very comfortably, believe me, if you will arrange for some clothes to be sent over for us. And perhaps you will come again tomorrow and bring some games for Nicky. Then we shall do very well.’

      ‘But it will not do! You are a gently bred young lady—’

      ‘I am soon to be a governess and must learn to deal with situations such as this.’ She squeezed his arm. ‘Trust me, Reginald. Nicky must stay here and I shall remain to look after him until he can be moved to West Barton. Now go and reassure Maria that all is well here.’

      He took his leave at last and Zelah found herself alone in the sickroom for the first time. Nicky was still sleeping soundly, which she knew was a good thing, but it left her with little to do, except rearrange the room to her satisfaction.

      Zelah took dinner in the room, but the soup the housekeeper brought up for Nicky remained untouched, for he showed no signs of waking.

      ‘Poor little lamb, sleep’s the best thing for him,’ said Mrs Graddon when she came to remove the dishes. ‘Tomorrow I shall make some lemon jelly, to tempt his appetite. I know he’s very fond of that.’

      ‘Oh?’ Zelah looked up. ‘Is my nephew in the habit of calling here?’

      ‘Aye, bless his heart. If he finds an injured animal or bird in the woods he often brings it here for the master to mend, and afore he goes he always comes down to the kitchens to find me.’

      Zelah put her hands to her cheeks, mortified.

      ‘Oh dear, he really should not be bothering Major Coale with such things, or you.’

      ‘Lord love ‘ee, mistress, the boy ain’t doin’ no ‘arm,’ exclaimed Mrs Graddon. ‘In fact, I think ‘e does the master good.’ She paused, slanting a sidelong glance at Zelah. ‘You’ve probably noticed that the major shuns company, but that’s because o’ this.’ She rubbed her finger over her left temple. ‘Right across his chest, it goes, though thankfully it never touched his vital organs. Took a cut to his thigh, too, but the sawbones stitched him up before he ever came home, so his leg’s as good as new.’

      ‘But when he walks …’

      The housekeeper tutted, smoothing down her apron.

      ‘He’s had the very finest doctors look at ‘im and they can find nothing wrong with his leg. They say ‘tis all in his head. For the master don’t always limp, as I’ve noticed, often and often.’ She sighed. ‘Before he went off to war and got that nasty scar he was a great one for society—him and his brother both. Twins they are and such handsome young men, they captured so many hearts I can’t tell you!’

      ‘You’ve known the family for a long time?’

      ‘Aye, miss, I started as a housemaid at Markham, that’s the family home, where the master’s brother, the viscount, now lives. Then when the master decided to set up his own house here, Graddon and I was only too pleased to come with him. But he don’t go into company, nor does he invite anyone here, and I can understand СКАЧАТЬ