A Compromised Lady
"David—he can't be serious! Why does he suddenly wish me to return after all this time? Nothing has changed! Nothing!"Thea dragged in a breath. 'I am still—" At the sight of her brother's taut mouth, the sudden tension in his clenched fists, she changed what she had been about to say. 'I am still of the same mind—I have no desire to return. What has changed Papa's stance?"
David's mouth opened and then closed, as though he too had thought the better of something. Then, 'I don't know, Thea. Not definitely. I have a suspicion, but since he didn't tell me anything beyond that I was to bring you back to town with me, I'd prefer not to say."
Exasperated, Miss Dorothea Winslow stared at her brother across the confined gloom of their aunt Maria's parlour. If David's unannounced arrival in North Yorkshire from London had been unexpected, the news he bore was doubly so. She clutched the warm shawl closer, shivering despite the warmth of the fire crackling in the grate. Twenty minutes ago she had been knitting socks, a pot of tea beside her, quietly content and perfectly warm. Now the chill of the bitter rain gusting against the windows had seeped i ... read full excerpt from A Compromised Lady ebook
