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The Lady of Blackwood Chpt 9
Chapter 9 Old Sam
Then this afternoon there was Old Sam, the overseer. Perhaps he was the reason for Florence's current train of thought. She had been walking in the castle gardens when she heard something behind her and whirled around to find him standing not three paces away.
When he saw that he had startled her, he gravely apologized, with hat in hand. "Pardon, your Ladyship I was wonderin' if I might have a word."
She nodded and waited for him to begin, but he glanced nervously at the castle windows.
"In private please, your Ladyship", he said and hobbled away, leaning on his cane.
She was not inclined to follow the rugged-lookin
The Lady of Blackwood Chpt 8
Chapter 8 - Countess
The new Countess did not see much of the Count over the next few weeks. That first evening he came to her to inform her that he would be going out and that Elizabeth would see to her wants, if she had any.
"But it's midnight! What business could you possibly have at this hour?"
"I still owe your father a bride price", he stated simply.
"Surely it can wait 'til morning, he'll be sleeping now."
"Honour does not allow itself to be bound by the time of day." And with that obscure phrase he whirled about (his cape making an arc under the corridor lamps) and vanished. After that she did not ask about his nightly excursions. He
The Lady of Blackwood Chpt 7
Chapter 7 - Awakening
Marcus stirred and felt as though he were falling out of sleep the same way he'd fallen into it, only now he was falling up instead of down. Judging by the sound of crickets outside, Marcus realized that his post-wedding afternoon nap had stretched well into the night. The day's events, with wedding and all, had tired him out tremendously. He hadn't even bothered to go to the reception, but he did not hinder Florence from enjoying the afternoon with her friends. As soon as Graeme had deposited the Count on the threshold of Castle Blackwood, he was ordered to return to the reception with a wagon, await Miss Moore (now Co
The Lady of Blackwood Chpt 6
Chapter 6 Acorn
Count Marcus found himself under a gigantic oak tree on the Cartwell's farm. Rows of white chairs were packed underneath its wide, shady canopy and in these chairs townspeople were seated. He supposed that he should know some of them, but he recognized only the face of the doctor that had treated Elizabeth. The rest were as strange to him as he was to them. Noticing the glances and whispers, Marcus decided that black was perhaps not the best colour choice for a wedding attendee. His wide-brimmed hat was another conspicuous item he probably could have done without. Stifling a yawn, he shrunk back behind the tree trunk.
The Lady of Blackwood Chpt 5
Chapter 5 Stupid cabbage
"The chapel burnt down!?" Florence was busy preparing cabbage stew for lunch, when Nancy stormed into the tiny kitchen with the shocking news.
"Oh no, you misund"
"Then explain, please." Florence felt like she was coming apart at the seams. The wedding was set for the next day, but there had been various snags, the latest of which included the fire at the church.
"It hasn't burnt down entirely", Nancy explained. "The fire only damaged the entrance. The rest of the church is quite intact."
"Was anyone hurt? Is the priest al right?"
"Not a soul was hurt, but what bothers me, is how'd the fire get started i
The Lady of Blackwood Chpt 4
Chapter 4 Hole
Two evenings after his meeting with Florence, Marcus hurried through the kitchen of Blackwood Castle. The maidservants, Elizabeth and her crutches among them, entreated him to stay a while.
"Afraid I cannot, my ladies", he said and quickly departed via the back door.
Their giggles and whispers reached his ears. They always became silly that way when he was around and he had long since learned that it was best to avoid the uncomfortable situation altogether.
Following a cobblestone road uphill, he eventually came to a deserted place behind the Castle where a young lad was labouring by the light to three lamps.
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