Discovering Treasure by Crystal Mary Lindsey Page A

ignored the second part of his question and just answered, why we shouldn’t call our girl a special name! Our Paris looks like a beautiful lady, and everyone knows the most elegant ones are supposedly from Paris!”
    Treasure burst out laughing also, she could imagine Ella rolling her eyes at the question and trying to think up a suitable answer—. Which, the vet most likely took to mean, she thought him dense for asking.
    â€œOh, no, Ella! Well, that was a close call, but well done! And, we are going to have to make up a good story in case we get questioned any further. People are like that, they want to know everything about strangers. I tell you what, if you can’t think what to say, do what Aunt, I mean Mum used to do. Remember? She just asked them why? And when they added on to the question, she would ask again, why? —. And that made them feel they were being nosey, so they stopped asking.” They roared with hilarity remembering again how good Primrose was at putting people off, by doing this and not appearing rude.
    â€œI don’t want to tell lies, Treasure, so we need to give an answer that is the truth without telling them too much. The good thing is that I have an English accent, while yours is Australian. We lived together in England even though it wasn’t for long. So we will say we met in London, which is true, and just let them draw their own conclusions, that won’t hurt.”
    â€œThat sounds good, and if they ask if we worked, then in honesty, I was in the clothing trade and you dressed hair. We don’t need to tell anymore.”
    And so it was agreed upon. Since both spoke French fluently that wouldn’t be a problem either as many society people conversed in that language. “But!— we will only use it if we are pushed into a corner and really have to,” Treasure finished. So they were in agreement, and both felt they would be able to fit in and become town living country ladies.
    â€œOh, I have another bit of news,” Ella remembered. I met a few other people during my walk with Paris. One such gentleman was a Reverend Elderby who pastors the church we saw. Apparently it is non denomination and anyone can attend. Services are at ten o’clock on Sunday, and I told him I would be there.” Something in the way color flooded Ella’s face, told Treasure there was more to this. “Well I hope you didn’t include me as going with you, you know I know nothing about such things and I would feel terribly out of place.”
    Ella gave her a long look. “Oh, don’t worry, in fact I don’t want you around or he may like you better than me.” This confession stunned Treasure and with her mouth open in surprise, she felt she needed to take heed and listen carefully.
    â€œHe is so handsome Treasure, and you should see the way he combs his hair in the middle. He even has a wonderful moustache. Not one of those droopy bushy ones, it’s short and just under his nose, I could hardly take my eyes off it. And—, he has the bluest eyes; and brownish hair, in fact he isdivine!” Her eyes shone with the telling and Treasure wondered if going to church was for the sermon or the minister.
    â€œSo is this handsome minister married?” Treasure tapped her fingers on the chair arm something she did when doubtful. Goodness, she didn’t want Ella throwing herself at the man as soon as she met him. Warning bells were ringing. “I do hope you acted with propriety Ella!”
    Ella squirmed and blushed further; hoping Treasure couldn’t see her face, as she quickly turned it away pretending to see what Paris was up to. Jumping off the seat she ran inside the house with a parting, “I would never do such a thing and bring shame on us, you know better than to think that.”
    Treasure certainly hoped so, wishing her mother Primrose was here to check out this minister man.
    As it was, on Sunday morning Mrs.