Dilly Court - The Summer Maiden

‘But where will you stay?’ Alice demanded. ‘You’re not thinking clearly. I know it’s been a shock—’ She broke off as the door opened to admit a neatly dressed parlour maid. ‘Send for my carriage, Franklin, and tell Merrifield to bring me my bonnet and shawl. She’ll know which one I need.’

‘Shall I come with you, Mama?’ Cordelia asked anxiously. ‘I’ll postpone my appointment with the dressmaker.’

‘There’s no need,’ Caroline said. ‘I’ll go with your mama, Delia. This is my problem, not yours.’

Esther was in no state to gainsay her wilful friend. Lady Alice Bearwood was a force to be reckoned with, and within an hour of her arrival at the house in Finsbury Circus she had almost managed to convince Esther that a trip to the country would be beneficial to her health. Not only that, but she skilfully created the impression that she was in desperate need of companionship.

‘You always loved Daumerle, Essie,’ Alice said gently. ‘We could visit my cousin Freddie at Starcross Abbey. You always got on so well with him.’

‘I’m not very good company at the moment, Alice. Perhaps another time.’

‘But that is why you need something to divert you, Mama.’ Caroline slipped her arm around her mother’s slender shoulders. ‘A good rest and country air will revive your spirits.’

‘Yes, indeed,’ Alice said firmly. ‘Moping around is going to make matters worse. I know how you must be grieving for Jack, we all miss him, but he wouldn’t want you to be unhappy.’

Caroline could see that her mother was weakening. ‘Aunt Alice is right. A few weeks in the country will make all the difference.’

‘But I can’t abandon the boys. They need me to be strong for them.’

‘They’re not babies now, Mama. I can look after Max and Jimmy.’

‘You heard your daughter,’ Alice said briskly. ‘Come to Devonshire with me and it will be like old times. You can send for the boys when you’re feeling stronger.’

‘It would be nice to get away from London for a while. It’s so hot and airless in midsummer, and it would be lovely to see Freddie again.’ A faint smile curved Esther’s lips. ‘I often think about our days in the goldfields. It was hard leaving Pa and our friends when we returned home.’

‘Do you regret parting from Raven?’

Esther shrugged and turned away. ‘It wasn’t my choice, but had I stayed I wouldn’t have met Jack – he was the love of my life.’

‘If you say so, my dear.’ Alice held out her hand. ‘You need a change of scene, Essie. If you’ve no objections, we’ll leave for Devonshire first thing in the morning.’

It was with a feeling of relief that Caroline waved goodbye to her mother who, despite her continued protests, was ensconced in the luxury of the Bearwoods’ carriage as it set off for Waterloo Bridge Station. Merrifield, Alice’s maid, followed with a mountain of luggage piled into the barouche.

‘We did it,’ Sadie said triumphantly as she crossed the entrance hall, heading for the morning room. ‘Your mama will be well cared for, Carrie, so don’t worry.’

‘At least we managed to keep the worst from her,’ Caroline said, sighing. ‘But she’ll have to know sooner or later.’

‘Your father’s death has hit her hard, but she’s a strong woman and she’ll recover, eventually.’

‘She really loved my pa.’

‘I know, and as I grew up I used to envy her. But I’m well and truly on the shelf, and, at my age, there’s little chance of finding a love like that.’

Caroline eyed her curiously. ‘You’re not old, Aunt Sadie.’

‘I’m nearly thirty-two, Carrie. Far too old to be romantic, or even hopeful. Anyway, I think it’s time you called me Sadie. It would stop me feeling like a spinster aunt.’ Sadie opened the door to the morning parlour and went to sit by the window, gazing out at the busy street. ‘You would think that among all those people there might be one man, just one, who would take pity on an old maid.’

‘Don’t belittle yourself, Sadie,’ Caroline said with a wry smile as she took a seat by the fireplace. ‘You’re a wonderful person and you’ve been more like a big sister to me. We’re in this mess together, like it or not. I think it reflects badly on all the men in London that not one of them has seen you for what you are.’

Sadie glanced at her, pulling a face. ‘I was abandoned as a baby. I don’t suppose you know that, Carrie. It’s not something I care to talk about, but I was raised in the Foundling Hospital and sent into service when I was twelve. That’s how I met your mother. If it weren’t for Essie I would still be a servant, at the beck and call of others.’

‘I didn’t know, but it doesn’t matter to me. I love you as if you were my aunt.’

Sadie’s pale blue eyes filled with tears and she turned her head away. ‘Thank you. That means a lot to me.’

‘We still have to decide what to do,’ Caroline said thoughtfully. ‘And there’s Max and Jimmy. I’ll have to break it to them that Mama has gone down to Devonshire for a while, but there’s no question of them returning to school because there isn’t the money to pay their fees.’

‘Where are they now? They should be here.’

‘I gave the under footman some money to take them to the Zoological Gardens. Max was keen to see the reptile house and Jimmy wanted to visit the aquarium. It’s been such a sad homecoming for them, so I thought it would be a diversion.’

‘Quite right,’ Sadie said, nodding. ‘But we have to face facts. Parkinson was right and the business is all but bankrupt. If your uncle returns in the next few days with a profitable cargo we might be able to hold off our creditors, but that seems more and more unlikely.’

‘I went through the papers in Papa’s desk, and the rent on this house is paid quarterly. It’s due in a week’s time, and we’re almost completely out of funds.’

‘Jack obviously kept the state of the company’s finances a secret from Esther. It’s more serious than I thought …’ Sadie’s voice trailed off as she leaned forward to peer out of the window.

‘What can you see?’

‘I thought I saw a familiar face, but I must have been mistaken. We’ll sort something out. Don’t worry.’

‘There’s someone hammering on the front door.’ Caroline stood up, reaching for the bell pull. ‘Why isn’t anyone answering? Where are the servants?’

‘I’ve a nasty feeling that they’re having a meeting below stairs,’ Sadie said slowly. ‘Mrs Hayes muttered something about it when I saw her earlier this morning, although I didn’t take much notice at the time.’

‘I suppose I’d better go.’ Caroline hurried from the room. The visitor was getting impatient and continued to rap on the door. She opened it, staring at the visitor in surprise.

‘Miss Manning?’ The man snatched off his bowler hat, allowing a shock of carroty hair to fall over his eyes. ‘I didn’t expect you to come to the door.’

He looked vaguely familiar, but she could not place him. ‘I’m sorry. You seem to know me, but I’m afraid I can’t return the compliment, sir. Who are you?’

‘Laurence Bromley. We met at Rugby School.’

‘Of course. Yes, I remember you now.’ Caroline hesitated, wondering whether to invite him in or not. ‘You were about to leave your employment on the day we arrived.’

‘Yes, that’s right.’

‘Then you haven’t come to take my brothers back to school …’

‘No, that’s not the case, Miss Manning.’

She stood aside. ‘You’d better come in, but I have to tell you that the boys won’t be returning to Rugby.’

‘I’m sorry to hear that. It’s an excellent school.’