The Harrison: A Beautiful Place to Die (Madeline Donovan Mysteries Book 2) by Madison Kent Page A
Authors: Madison Kent
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Hugh."
"I did not say it was Hugh. It may have been Jonathan."
"Oh..."
"No, you are correct. It is Hugh," he said as he watched her blush at the mention of his name. "So, he is the one who has captured your attention. I thought you said you liked them both the same."
"I do. I suppose I had been thinking of London so often, I just assumed it was from Hugh."
"Hmm....well, go on and read your news. I will be going to my office."
She retrieved her letter and a cup of tea and went onto the porch. Her letter from Hugh would be a welcome respite from the events of these past days.
She could hear Mrs. O'Malley humming in the kitchen, and somehow her familiar lyrical hum made the world a nicer place to be.
She opened the letter carefully, as if not to disturb its contents in anyway.
June 2, 1889
Madeline,
I have been so busy of late that I have neglected to write you. But I hope you will be pleased when I tell you of my startling news. A cousin of mine, twice removed, who I had been very close to as a child has met with a riding accident that unfortunately, resulted in his death. Unexpectedly, he has let to me a considerable amount of money. At least, considerable enough to me that it will make a significant change in my life.
I plan to take a leave of absence from my law practice and come to your native Chicago for an extended visit. My hope is that I will purchase land there, so that I may spend time both in London and Chicago in the future.
I have been diligently working on the plans to come and have already booked my passage on the City of New York. Now I will get to see her as you did, not just at a glance, but as a passenger. Phillip, of course, will be working, and I will have him for company. He also is planning to stay a few days in Chicago with me until he is required to return to the ship.
I am hoping this news that I will be coming to see you will be as delightful to you as it is to me. I have told the aunts, and they are already busy embroidering something or other for you. They say they still plan someday to come on coming to see you sometime in the near future.
Please write back at your earliest convenience. I hope to hear from you before my departure, which will be in three weeks.
Your dearest friend,
Hugh Scott
What wonderful news, she thought. If ever she could use the sight of a friendly face and confident, it was now. It had taken almost two weeks for his letter to arrive, so she decided to write him back immediately.
June 12, 1889
Hugh,
I just received your letter and read it with such happiness as I have not had for a while. As I have told you about my recent escapades into the life of a female detective, I'm sure it won't be a complete shock that some very unpleasant news has happened. The young woman I had been seeking was found dead. I will go into greater detail when I see you. There are many mysterious events occurring in my once-quiet life on Erie Street.
I hope you will consider staying with us. We have a three-flat, and the upper floor is vacant. It is not large and not furnished in the grandest style, but I hope, nonetheless, that you might wish to stay with us. It is large enough to accommodate both you and Phillip.
I will look forward with great anticipation to your safe arrival.
Your friend,
Madeline
She thought it necessary to post the letter immediately to be certain Hugh would receive it before his departure. The post office was within a block of the Harrison Hotel, and she could stop there as well.
The Harrison, as usual, was busy with a throng of people perusing its shops and partaking in a meal at one of its three cafes. She was disappointed to see that neither Nancy nor Marilyn was at their usual spot in the French cafe's outside area.
Madeline again asked the concierge if it were possible to speak to one of the three brothers who owned the hotel and once again was refused. She had purchased a newspaper outside and now went to the cafe for a
"I did not say it was Hugh. It may have been Jonathan."
"Oh..."
"No, you are correct. It is Hugh," he said as he watched her blush at the mention of his name. "So, he is the one who has captured your attention. I thought you said you liked them both the same."
"I do. I suppose I had been thinking of London so often, I just assumed it was from Hugh."
"Hmm....well, go on and read your news. I will be going to my office."
She retrieved her letter and a cup of tea and went onto the porch. Her letter from Hugh would be a welcome respite from the events of these past days.
She could hear Mrs. O'Malley humming in the kitchen, and somehow her familiar lyrical hum made the world a nicer place to be.
She opened the letter carefully, as if not to disturb its contents in anyway.
June 2, 1889
Madeline,
I have been so busy of late that I have neglected to write you. But I hope you will be pleased when I tell you of my startling news. A cousin of mine, twice removed, who I had been very close to as a child has met with a riding accident that unfortunately, resulted in his death. Unexpectedly, he has let to me a considerable amount of money. At least, considerable enough to me that it will make a significant change in my life.
I plan to take a leave of absence from my law practice and come to your native Chicago for an extended visit. My hope is that I will purchase land there, so that I may spend time both in London and Chicago in the future.
I have been diligently working on the plans to come and have already booked my passage on the City of New York. Now I will get to see her as you did, not just at a glance, but as a passenger. Phillip, of course, will be working, and I will have him for company. He also is planning to stay a few days in Chicago with me until he is required to return to the ship.
I am hoping this news that I will be coming to see you will be as delightful to you as it is to me. I have told the aunts, and they are already busy embroidering something or other for you. They say they still plan someday to come on coming to see you sometime in the near future.
Please write back at your earliest convenience. I hope to hear from you before my departure, which will be in three weeks.
Your dearest friend,
Hugh Scott
What wonderful news, she thought. If ever she could use the sight of a friendly face and confident, it was now. It had taken almost two weeks for his letter to arrive, so she decided to write him back immediately.
June 12, 1889
Hugh,
I just received your letter and read it with such happiness as I have not had for a while. As I have told you about my recent escapades into the life of a female detective, I'm sure it won't be a complete shock that some very unpleasant news has happened. The young woman I had been seeking was found dead. I will go into greater detail when I see you. There are many mysterious events occurring in my once-quiet life on Erie Street.
I hope you will consider staying with us. We have a three-flat, and the upper floor is vacant. It is not large and not furnished in the grandest style, but I hope, nonetheless, that you might wish to stay with us. It is large enough to accommodate both you and Phillip.
I will look forward with great anticipation to your safe arrival.
Your friend,
Madeline
She thought it necessary to post the letter immediately to be certain Hugh would receive it before his departure. The post office was within a block of the Harrison Hotel, and she could stop there as well.
The Harrison, as usual, was busy with a throng of people perusing its shops and partaking in a meal at one of its three cafes. She was disappointed to see that neither Nancy nor Marilyn was at their usual spot in the French cafe's outside area.
Madeline again asked the concierge if it were possible to speak to one of the three brothers who owned the hotel and once again was refused. She had purchased a newspaper outside and now went to the cafe for a
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