And I would be less than a gentleman if I did not try to do something to improve your situation. Please give me a chance to do so.’
It was not a declaration of love, but perhaps he found it difficult to express his true feelings. She had known him long enough to know he was not the effusive kind. He had always been quiet and stiffly correct; it was his way. She ought not to yearn for anything else. But, oh, how she longed to be enfolded in someone’s arms, to be comforted and told that she need no longer worry about anything, that she was loved. If she married Stephen, the responsibility of looking after her father would be lifted from her shoulders and perhaps love would come. At the moment, with Papa in hospital fighting for his life, no home to take him to when he recovered sufficiently to be discharged and Toby trying to lick the skin off her face, she could not think clearly.
The first person they saw when they entered the house was Richard. He had apparently just come in because he was handing his top hat to a footman. ‘Miss Bywater, you are back again.’
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