The Gift Of Twins. Gabrielle Meyer
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Название: The Gift Of Twins

Автор: Gabrielle Meyer

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Вестерны

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isbn: 9781474080361

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СКАЧАТЬ stomach dropped and she grappled for an explanation. “I was just showing this gentleman out.”

      “What is he doing here?” Mr. Samuelson demanded.

      “I came to see if Miss Wilkes will let me call on her, but she hasn’t given me an answer.” The man looked at Emmy with great interest. “What do you say?”

      Mr. Samuelson crossed his arms, his face turning red. “Well?” he asked. “What do you say, Miss Wilkes?”

      “I’ve never met this man in my life,” Emmy said to her superintendent. “I have no interest in accepting his invitation and I’d prefer if he left.”

      The man straightened his shoulders and shoved his hat back on. “I guess the lady has spoken.”

      Emmy lifted her chin. “Please do not return.”

      He stepped between her and Mr. Samuelson and walked out of the schoolhouse without a backward glance.

      Mr. Samuelson stared at Emmy. “Please put on your wraps and come outside with me. I’d like to speak to you.”

      Emmy let out a sigh as she grabbed her wraps and then poked her head back into the classroom. “Greta Merchant, will you please watch over the classroom while I’m speaking with Mr. Samuelson?”

      Greta stood and nodded. “Yes, Miss Wilkes.”

      Annabeth gave Emmy a smug look at the front of the class, but Emmy chose to ignore the girl as she pulled on her mittens and stepped outside, closing the door behind her.

      “How many men have come to the school like this?” Mr. Samuelson asked without waiting for her to explain herself.

      “None. Like I said, I don’t know—”

      “Do you think it’s proper to have men calling on you at the school?”

      “Of course not—”

      “I knew it was a mistake to keep you on. I should have gone with my first instinct and sent you back east.”

      “Please, Mr. Samuelson, listen to—”

      “You leave me no choice but to start seeking another teacher to replace you.”

      Ben appeared at the edge of the school yard, his curious gaze latched on Emmy and Mr. Samuelson. “Is everything all right?”

      “It is not.” Mr. Samuelson shared the scene he’d just witnessed a moment ago. “I shouldn’t have listened to you, Pastor Lahaye. I knew it would only be a matter of time before I caught her in an inappropriate situation—but I never thought it would be at the school.”

      Indignation rose in Emmy’s chest. “I did not invite that man into the school!”

      “You need to see reason,” Ben said to Mr. Samuelson, his voice calm. “Miss Wilkes is not to blame.”

      “If she was a man, this would not have happened.”

      Ben chuckled. “I suppose you’re right, but that’s not her fault.”

      Mr. Samuelson straightened his shoulders, his jaw tight. “I can see it’s impossible to discuss Miss Wilkes with you. I will bring up this matter at the next school board meeting.” He spoke the words with finality. “I must get back to my store, and if I’m not mistaken, it’s time to release the children for recess.”

      Emmy looked at her pocket watch, trying to calm the turmoil she felt in her gut. If she wasn’t careful, she might say something she’d regret—but one look at Ben’s gentle countenance and her emotions began to settle. “I made a promise to you and the school, and I intend to keep it.”

      Mr. Samuelson acted as if he didn’t hear her. He gave her a curt nod and then strode away.

      Ben shook his head. “That man has a knack for finding fault. I’m just sorry he’s directed that particular talent on you.”

      Despite her frustration, she smiled. “I am, too.” Her smile faded and she wrapped her arms around her body for warmth. “I thought I was safe from amorous men here at the school—but it doesn’t look like I’m safe anywhere.”

      “That’s actually why I’m here.” Ben looked down and readjusted his footing, clearly uncomfortable with his mission. “I thought I could speak privately with you during recess. I can wait until you release the children.”

      “My whole day has been disrupted. The children can wait a few more moments if you’d like to speak now.”

      He met her gaze, uncertainty in his dark brown eyes. “My friend Mrs. Cooper made a suggestion that I thought I’d share with you.”

      “Go ahead.”

      “Since I have a housekeeper now, Charlotte thought you might be inclined to leave the Hubbards and board at my house.” He went on quickly. “You’d have to share a room with Mrs. Carver on the second floor, but it’s a big room, with plenty of space for your trunks. I could put a desk in there, and you could study to your heart’s content each evening.”

      The thought of having more privacy to study made her want to cry in happiness—but then she paused. “Would it be seemly?”

      “Charlotte assures me it would. With Mrs. Carver as a chaperone, no one would raise an eyebrow.”

      Emmy nibbled her bottom lip. Even if people did think twice about the arrangement, she couldn’t deny its appeal. “I will accept.”

      He blinked twice before responding. “You will?”

      “When shall I move in?”

      “As soon as you’d like.”

      She reached out and shook his hand. “I will move my things immediately after school.”

      Ben’s smile was wide and charming. “I’ll be over to help.”

      A flutter filled her stomach at that handsome smile, but she pushed the silly notion aside and started to look forward to a quiet house after five days of chaos at the Hubbards’.

       Chapter Six

      Ben pushed the last trunk against the wall of the room Mrs. Carver and Emmy would share and stepped out into the hall. He wanted to make sure Emmy had everything she’d need to do her work and be comfortable with them, so he’d brought in a desk he usually kept in his front room and placed it near the window. After supper, he’d be sure to help Mrs. Carver clean the kitchen, giving Emmy plenty of time to study.

      Laughter and conversation filtered up the stairs and he paused a moment to appreciate the sound. Not only were Mrs. Carver and Emmy getting along, but the boys were also joining in on the fun. He shook his head at the sound of one of the boys laughing. It did his heart good to know this little band of people who were in need of family for one reason or another had found each other. He could hardly believe that just a week ago, his house was quiet and empty.

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