powerful friends, but we know precious little of the man himself. No doubt he will happily enlighten you about his estate and prospects. After all, you were very friendly out there together, were you not?'
'I will do no such thing. I am not a spy.'
'You will do exactly as I say, or Morag will be dismissed.' He glared at her. 'Well?'
She was firmly caught. He had left her with no choice. She nodded.
'Understand this, sister. I will be watching your every move. If you put a foot wrong, Morag will feel the weight of my retribution. Fiendish subtle, is it not?'
It was certainly fiendish, Cassie decided. He knew she would do whatever he wanted, while Morag was hostage for her obedience. She lifted her chin. 'I cannot spy on Captain Graham unless I can talk to him. And I do not expect he would wish to have anything to do with the man who threw him in gaol. Or that man's sister.'
He laughed harshly. 'You credit me with precious little wit, Cassie. The arrangements have already been made. Do not look so surprised. Did you think me incapable of making an apology, as a gentleman should? Why, Cassie, you underestimate your brother. No sooner thought than done. We are invited to call on Colonel and Mrs Anstruther, and Captain Graham, at our convenience. To give you an opportunity to apologise for all the trouble you have caused.'
'I—? Apol —?'
'In fact, I doubt an apology will be expected,' he continued smoothly, enjoying his triumph. 'The gentlemen will not wish you to divulge the details of your disgrace in front of Mrs Anstruther, I imagine. It will be...it will appear to be a courtesy visit, to allow you to enquire after
Mrs Anstruther and to make the acquaintance of Captain Graham. Nothing could be simpler, surely? Surely?' She nodded weakly.
'Let us be clear that your object, during this visit, is to show the gentlemen—both the gentlemen—that you are a fine lady with all the accomplishments necessary in a wife.'
'Both the gentlemen? But Colonel Anstruther already has a wife!'
'Not for much longer. He'll be a widower soon. And he's very rich.'
So that had been James's plan. Cassandra was horrified. The colonel was devoted to his wife. Everyone knew that. How could James be so callous?
Easily.
'As for Captain Graham, I have yet to discover his circumstances. He may be married already. Or worse—poor. You will do your utmost to draw him out on both counts.'
'A lady would not do anything so vulgar.'
For once, James did not shout. He even smiled. 'A lady has ways of extracting such information, as you very well know. Did you learn nothing at all in that fine Edinburgh seminary that Father paid so much for?'
Cassandra said nothing. There was no point.
'Now remember. You have been unwell. A slight chill has confined you to your room.' He smiled mockingly as he stressed the word 'confined'. 'You are not quite fully recovered, but you have actually made a great effort for this special visit. Have I made myself clear?'
James Elliott took the chair indicated by the colonel and then turned towards Mrs Anstruther. 'Your footman is just helping my sister down from the carriage. I have come in ahead of her to warn you that she finds herself a little frail just at present and does not think she will be able to remain more than a few minutes.'
'I am truly sorry to learn that your sister is unwell, Mr Elliott.' Mrs Anstruther looked concerned.
Elliott cast a glance over his shoulder to the half-open doorway before replying, in a low voice that reeked of false concern, 'My sister, ma'am, chanced to be out riding some days ago when a storm broke. She caught a slight chill and has since kept to her room. This is the first time she has been able to venture abroad.'
Ross and the colonel exchanged glances. How glibly Elliott lied!
'But she should not have come such a way!' Mrs Anstruther exclaimed. 'The poor child! She cannot be expected to make calls when she is ill. This visit should have been put off until another
'I will do no such thing. I am not a spy.'
'You will do exactly as I say, or Morag will be dismissed.' He glared at her. 'Well?'
She was firmly caught. He had left her with no choice. She nodded.
'Understand this, sister. I will be watching your every move. If you put a foot wrong, Morag will feel the weight of my retribution. Fiendish subtle, is it not?'
It was certainly fiendish, Cassie decided. He knew she would do whatever he wanted, while Morag was hostage for her obedience. She lifted her chin. 'I cannot spy on Captain Graham unless I can talk to him. And I do not expect he would wish to have anything to do with the man who threw him in gaol. Or that man's sister.'
He laughed harshly. 'You credit me with precious little wit, Cassie. The arrangements have already been made. Do not look so surprised. Did you think me incapable of making an apology, as a gentleman should? Why, Cassie, you underestimate your brother. No sooner thought than done. We are invited to call on Colonel and Mrs Anstruther, and Captain Graham, at our convenience. To give you an opportunity to apologise for all the trouble you have caused.'
'I—? Apol —?'
'In fact, I doubt an apology will be expected,' he continued smoothly, enjoying his triumph. 'The gentlemen will not wish you to divulge the details of your disgrace in front of Mrs Anstruther, I imagine. It will be...it will appear to be a courtesy visit, to allow you to enquire after
Mrs Anstruther and to make the acquaintance of Captain Graham. Nothing could be simpler, surely? Surely?' She nodded weakly.
'Let us be clear that your object, during this visit, is to show the gentlemen—both the gentlemen—that you are a fine lady with all the accomplishments necessary in a wife.'
'Both the gentlemen? But Colonel Anstruther already has a wife!'
'Not for much longer. He'll be a widower soon. And he's very rich.'
So that had been James's plan. Cassandra was horrified. The colonel was devoted to his wife. Everyone knew that. How could James be so callous?
Easily.
'As for Captain Graham, I have yet to discover his circumstances. He may be married already. Or worse—poor. You will do your utmost to draw him out on both counts.'
'A lady would not do anything so vulgar.'
For once, James did not shout. He even smiled. 'A lady has ways of extracting such information, as you very well know. Did you learn nothing at all in that fine Edinburgh seminary that Father paid so much for?'
Cassandra said nothing. There was no point.
'Now remember. You have been unwell. A slight chill has confined you to your room.' He smiled mockingly as he stressed the word 'confined'. 'You are not quite fully recovered, but you have actually made a great effort for this special visit. Have I made myself clear?'
James Elliott took the chair indicated by the colonel and then turned towards Mrs Anstruther. 'Your footman is just helping my sister down from the carriage. I have come in ahead of her to warn you that she finds herself a little frail just at present and does not think she will be able to remain more than a few minutes.'
'I am truly sorry to learn that your sister is unwell, Mr Elliott.' Mrs Anstruther looked concerned.
Elliott cast a glance over his shoulder to the half-open doorway before replying, in a low voice that reeked of false concern, 'My sister, ma'am, chanced to be out riding some days ago when a storm broke. She caught a slight chill and has since kept to her room. This is the first time she has been able to venture abroad.'
Ross and the colonel exchanged glances. How glibly Elliott lied!
'But she should not have come such a way!' Mrs Anstruther exclaimed. 'The poor child! She cannot be expected to make calls when she is ill. This visit should have been put off until another
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