Masked by Moonlight. Allie Pleiter
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Название: Masked by Moonlight
Автор: Allie Pleiter
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Историческая литература
Серия: Mills & Boon Historical
isbn: 9781408937129
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The cook disappeared back through the door—going for help, Georgia hoped. She clutched the fountain rim, not caring if she soaked her sleeves, trying desperately to think of something she could do.
The smaller boy suddenly stomped on Reverend Bauers’s foot, sending the two of them doubling over. Immediately, the larger boy lunged at Covington, who tossed aside his stick, trying to wrestle the knife from his opponent’s hands. The lad only fought harder, slashing wildly at Covington’s chest.
Lord Jesus, save him! Georgia nearly fell into the fountain, and a scream left her throat. The smaller boy took off through the gate with no thought for his conspirator. Reverend Bauers yelled for help as Covington struggled with the larger lad and his knife.
Georgia stood frozen and shocked. In all her time here, in all she had seen, no one had ever had the audacity to steal from Grace House.
Three men finally came rushing out the kitchen door, just as the blade sank into Covington’s forearm. Georgia flinched at the sound of it ripping through the fabric of Mr. Covington’s jacket. The Englishman gave a roar of pain, at which the wiry lad squirmed out of his grasp and leaped through the gate his companion had left swinging.
“We draw no blood in Grace House!” Bauers bellowed after him, rushing to Covington’s aid.
Georgia was still clutching the fountain, unable to move as she watched scarlet ribbons creep out from between Mr. Covington’s clenched fingers. He’d been stabbed. She’d seen Cook cut herself with a kitchen knife, but had never witnessed anyone being purposely stabbed. Her brain seemed unable to accept the concept.
“Georgia!” the reverend called. “Come here.”
Covington’s eyes locked onto hers. She tried to breathe, but it was as if her corset had tightened into a vise. Dimly, she saw him force a smile.
“Shall we go find me a bandage and dry you off?” he asked.
A thick, red drop of blood fell from his clenched hand and splattered on the flagstone, snapping her out of her stupor. She let go of the fountain, and the breath she’d been trying to take rushed suddenly into her lungs.
Reverend Bauers took off his coat and wrapped it around Georgia’s shoulders. She really wasn’t that wet, but she shivered as the clergyman slipped Mr. Covington’s waistcoat off his good arm and bundled it around the injured one. “Since we’ve ruined your coat already, it might as well serve as a bandage until we get you inside. We might have to stitch you up, Covington. There are medical supplies in the next building—can you walk?”
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