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"What shall we do now?" Asked Juliette quietly. Her mother was staring out the snow through a window frame. Her face was empty, as if she had not slept at all.
Beatrice took a deep breath and turned to face her daughter. "Mother will stay here, and you will go to London. I'm going to be with Charlotte aunt. "She straightened, pursed her lips. "Mom will look at the house that can be repaired."
Although trying to be strong, Beatrice's eyes were still full of water. Juliette approached, holding her hand. "Everything will be fine, mother."
"We do not have money to rebuild the house," her mother confessed. "And ... and now it's winter. What would your father say if he returned early? I do not know how we will manage. "
"We have a profit from sewing," Juliette reminded her. "The farmers are still helping Victoria. Let them continue to do, Sinclair can sell products in London as before. "She did not mention the fact that they are sewing underwear instead of normal dress. Beatrice is not yet a good tailor, what they need is her permission, not help. It would be better if she did not know her children were sewing silk bras and undergarments.
"And the Duke can help us," Juliette added. Victoria's husband does not seem to let them suffer. The Duke of Worthingstone was a kind and loving man who loved his new wife.
"She knew he would help but she did not want to put our burden on someone else's shoulders." Beatrice turned to her chair, taking out a sheet of paper and a pen. She dipped the pen into the inkpot, began to write. But when Juliette came closer, she noticed that her hands were trembling.
"Even ... I do not even know what bills have been paid and Mr. Gilderness has paid the rent in Norfolk." She squeezed her forehead and clenched her fists. "There are many. The book was burnt and my mother could not remember. "
Juliette walked across the room, taking the paper from her mother's hand. That's the list of creditors Beatrice can remember. Juliette scrutinized for a moment and added some more, marking who had been paid. Then she wrote the money next to the rest.
"I think this is what I need," she said, returning the piece to her mother.
Beatrice frowned, staring at her for a long moment. "How do you know what's written in Henry's book?"
"I look at them every day and fix numbers every time we fill in profits from sewing," she admits. "We do not want you to know where the money goes from."
She hopes her mother will be relieved that she has memorized the numbers from the recent accounts. In contrast, Beatrice is angry. Why do you feel you need to lie to her? You think you are so stupid that you do not playAppears? "Juliette woke up, she did not think about this situation. "We're just trying to help mommy." "You know the numbers are not right, but just can not figure out where they've been changed," Beatrice frowned. "Do you know how much time it takes your mother to fix it?" "I'm sorry. I should confess the truth to you. We really think the extra money will be spent. "Her mother sighed. "I know, honey. But I do not want to put a family burden on your shoulders while you are too young. You'll have enough time to do it when you get married. "She stood up, knitting her hands together, trying to smile." Now it's time for you to smile happily and dance ... in the sets. The gorgeous dress and courtship of some handsome gentlemen. "Her mother's face was full of regret, Juliette remembered Beatrice had not done what she wanted. She took an officer, and Henry Andrew was the only man to marry her. "You would never find a gentleman if you spent hours with these books and accounts," Beatrice emphasized. "You can live well if you have extra money, but that is not life for a lady." "It has its own benefits," Juliette ventured. Fake smile, she added, "in case you were married to a handsome, handsome, fun gambler." Finally, her mother's expression softened. And Juliette realized that this was Beatrice's obscurity. Busy looking for her husband means that she can get out of her own problems. How many years have your mother been satisfied with your personal life? Juliette could not remember the last time Beatrice bought her jewelry. When Beaatrice stood up, she stroked a lock of hair down her temples Juliette. "When he returned to London, the Duke promised to use his influence to help the children." She leaned over, squeezing her hand. "That was part of our request when he asked to marry Victoria. I will have a dance season and all the opportunities I do not have. "Suddenly Juliette realized that although her mother wanted to keep her pride by rebuilding the house, Beatrice did not hesitate to accept help. Helped to achieve a social status for her daughter. "Promised mother, I will try to find a worthy husband nhé!", begged Beatrice. "And it's not Dr. Fraser, though he desperately wants to flirt with you." She blushed as if he did not mean to offend the man. He is a good doctor, do not misunderstand his mother. But Juliette ... he's not the one for me. "" Paul and I are friends, "she said absentmindedly. "Just then." "Then you should call Dr. Fraser," Beatrice corrected with a subtle refusal that calling him by such a name was inappropriate. "He tried to ask me about this morning, but she said she did not agree." She raised her eyebrows, "Is that what you want?" Her mother's assumptions were not really baseless because Juliette had worded. Deny all visits from the last few weeks. But even as he shrugged his shoulders with his mother, a tingling sensation was still around her. Actually, she wanted to see Dr. Fraser again. As she pleaded and kissed her mother's cheek before leaving, Juliette took her woolen jacket and shawl completely unconsciously. She warmly dressed, wearing boots to protect her feet from the snow. Outside, the air is dry, the sparkling sun illuminates the harsh winter scene. The gray mountains ripped through the clear blue sky, snow covered more and more at the top of the
mountain. Beside the fence, she found Paul waiting. Her heart skipped when she saw him because she hoped he would give up. He was watching her, his dark blue eyes giving a mysterious glint. They are bloody - a proof that last night he did not sleep. Why did he come here? Juliette walked across the courtyard, noting that he was wearing a square sweater, his hands in a brown and green sweater pocket. He dressed up like a true Scottish, with a less urban appearance than last night. "Hi," Juliette said, her breath freezing in the air. "Hi." her body, from the hair to the boots. She pulled her jacket tighter, wondering why he had come to see her. "I want to talk to you again before you go back to London. Will you take a walk with me through the valley? "She hesitated, glancing toward the house. Your mother is right. She should not be encouraged
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Author: Michelle Willingham
Chapter 3
"What shall we do now?" Asked Juliette quietly. Her mother was staring out the snow through a window frame. Her face was empty, as if she had not slept at all.
Beatrice took a deep breath and turned to face her daughter. "Mother will stay here, and you will go to London. I'm going to be with Charlotte aunt. "She straightened, pursed her lips. "Mom will look at the house that can be repaired."
Although trying to be strong, Beatrice's eyes were still full of water. Juliette approached, holding her hand. "Everything will be fine, mother."
"We do not have money to rebuild the house," her mother confessed. "And ... and now it's winter. What would your father say if he returned early? I do not know how we will manage. "
"We have a profit from sewing," Juliette reminded her. "The farmers are still helping Victoria. Let them continue to do, Sinclair can sell products in London as before. "She did not mention the fact that they are sewing underwear instead of normal dress. Beatrice is not yet a good tailor, what they need is her permission, not help. It would be better if she did not know her children were sewing silk bras and undergarments.
"And the Duke can help us," Juliette added. Victoria's husband does not seem to let them suffer. The Duke of Worthingstone was a kind and loving man who loved his new wife.
"She knew he would help but she did not want to put our burden on someone else's shoulders." Beatrice turned to her chair, taking out a sheet of paper and a pen. She dipped the pen into the inkpot, began to write. But when Juliette came closer, she noticed that her hands were trembling.
"Even ... I do not even know what bills have been paid and Mr. Gilderness has paid the rent in Norfolk." She squeezed her forehead and clenched her fists. "There are many. The book was burnt and my mother could not remember. "
Juliette walked across the room, taking the paper from her mother's hand. That's the list of creditors Beatrice can remember. Juliette scrutinized for a moment and added some more, marking who had been paid. Then she wrote the money next to the rest.
"I think this is what I need," she said, returning the piece to her mother.
Beatrice frowned, staring at her for a long moment. "How do you know what's written in Henry's book?"
"I look at them every day and fix numbers every time we fill in profits from sewing," she admits. "We do not want you to know where the money goes from."
She hopes her mother will be relieved that she has memorized the numbers from the recent accounts. In contrast, Beatrice is angry. Why do you feel you need to lie to her? You think you are so stupid that you do not playAppears? "Juliette woke up, she did not think about this situation. "We're just trying to help mommy." "You know the numbers are not right, but just can not figure out where they've been changed," Beatrice frowned. "Do you know how much time it takes your mother to fix it?" "I'm sorry. I should confess the truth to you. We really think the extra money will be spent. "Her mother sighed. "I know, honey. But I do not want to put a family burden on your shoulders while you are too young. You'll have enough time to do it when you get married. "She stood up, knitting her hands together, trying to smile." Now it's time for you to smile happily and dance ... in the sets. The gorgeous dress and courtship of some handsome gentlemen. "Her mother's face was full of regret, Juliette remembered Beatrice had not done what she wanted. She took an officer, and Henry Andrew was the only man to marry her. "You would never find a gentleman if you spent hours with these books and accounts," Beatrice emphasized. "You can live well if you have extra money, but that is not life for a lady." "It has its own benefits," Juliette ventured. Fake smile, she added, "in case you were married to a handsome, handsome, fun gambler." Finally, her mother's expression softened. And Juliette realized that this was Beatrice's obscurity. Busy looking for her husband means that she can get out of her own problems. How many years have your mother been satisfied with your personal life? Juliette could not remember the last time Beatrice bought her jewelry. When Beaatrice stood up, she stroked a lock of hair down her temples Juliette. "When he returned to London, the Duke promised to use his influence to help the children." She leaned over, squeezing her hand. "That was part of our request when he asked to marry Victoria. I will have a dance season and all the opportunities I do not have. "Suddenly Juliette realized that although her mother wanted to keep her pride by rebuilding the house, Beatrice did not hesitate to accept help. Helped to achieve a social status for her daughter. "Promised mother, I will try to find a worthy husband nhé!", begged Beatrice. "And it's not Dr. Fraser, though he desperately wants to flirt with you." She blushed as if he did not mean to offend the man. He is a good doctor, do not misunderstand his mother. But Juliette ... he's not the one for me. "" Paul and I are friends, "she said absentmindedly. "Just then." "Then you should call Dr. Fraser," Beatrice corrected with a subtle refusal that calling him by such a name was inappropriate. "He tried to ask me about this morning, but she said she did not agree." She raised her eyebrows, "Is that what you want?" Her mother's assumptions were not really baseless because Juliette had worded. Deny all visits from the last few weeks. But even as he shrugged his shoulders with his mother, a tingling sensation was still around her. Actually, she wanted to see Dr. Fraser again. As she pleaded and kissed her mother's cheek before leaving, Juliette took her woolen jacket and shawl completely unconsciously. She warmly dressed, wearing boots to protect her feet from the snow. Outside, the air is dry, the sparkling sun illuminates the harsh winter scene. The gray mountains ripped through the clear blue sky, snow covered more and more at the top of the
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