Page 41 of The Model Debutante
‘I see.’ Tallie saw nothing at all clearly, although it appeared that some domestic disaster must have struck the Dowager’s household. Could it possibly involve monkeys, or was that simply hysteria? ‘I do not believe I have met the Dowager,’ she began cautiously.
‘Her ladyship lives Much Retired.’ Rainbird hesitated and unbent further, dropping his voice in case any menial should overhear his indiscretion. ‘Her ladyship is considered Eccentric.’
Oh dear, the monkey was probably real in that case. Tallie recalled hair-raising stories of Princess Caroline’s menagerie. ‘I had better see if there is anything I can do to assist Lady Parry. Have their lordships gone out?’
‘Lord Arndale has gone to arrange her ladyship’s carriage and outriders, Miss Grey. Lord Parry is, I believe, with her ladyship.’
As Tallie climbed the stairs she could hear William sounding plaintively defensive. ‘Of course I will escort you, Mama, I would not dream of doing anything else, but can’t I put up at the Palgrave Arms when we get there?’
‘No you cannot, William,’ his mother was saying briskly. ‘Goodness knows what we are going to find. Monkeys could be the least of it. Remember last time?’
‘Surely not another zebra?’
‘Anything is possible with your Aunt Georgiana. At least she has got past the stage of unfortunate infatuations with pretty young men. Tallie dear, thank you so much for settling Miss Clarke. I must say I had not thought her the hysterical type, and after six months I was hoping she would prove ideal.’ Aunt Kate heaved a sigh and sat down on the bed. ‘William, go and tell your valet to pack for at least four days. It took that long last time – and you arenotputting up at the Arms.
‘Tallie, I am very sorry about this but I am afraid I am going to have to go to Essex and see what can be done about my sister, Lady Palgrave.’
‘Is she unwell, ma’am?’ Tallie sat on the bed too.
‘My sister, to be plain about it, is very strange – only being a Dowager Marchioness, she is called eccentric. As a girl she was given to harmless but unconventional enthusiasms and regrettably her marriage proved unhappy, which only served to drive her further towards unsuitable obsessions. Her husband’s death has left her without any restraining influence and with a fortune large enough to indulge whatever fancy enters her head.
‘Her house is a menagerie of the most unlikely creatures, although fortunately now they are from the animal kingdom. There was a time when she was entertaining one unsuitable young man after another. All in pursuit of her money of course, not that I should be telling an unmarried girl about it.’
She sighed again, ‘She swings between relative normality, when all that is required of her companion is to humour her, and really wild excesses. Apparently she has acquired a number of monkeys – quite large ones according to the housekeeper’s letter – and has established them in the guest bedrooms. I shall haveto go and see what can be done to restore some sort of order.’
‘Will Lord Arndale accompany you? I imagine he would cope very well with this sort of crisis.’
‘And so he would. Unfortunately my sister has atendressefor him and is given to the most embarrassing displays of er...affection.’
‘Goodness,’ Tallie said blankly, trying not to giggle at the thought of Nick being pursued around an animal-infested mansion by a middle-aged lady with amorous intent. ‘I had better go and pack.’
‘No dear, it is very sweet of you, but I could not possibly inflict that household on you. You will be quite all right here with Mrs Mills and Rainbird and if you want to go to any parties while I am away, I will drop a line to Lady Cawston and Mrs Bridlington – their girls are usually invited to all the events you are. Or you could stay with your friends at Upper Wimpole Street if you do not feel quite comfortable here while I am out of Town.’
‘I will be perfectly easy here with Mrs Mills, I assure you, Aunt Kate. In any case Mrs Blackstone and Millie and Zenobia are all going to Putney for a few days. Zenna has found details of a house which sounds exactly right for the school and Mrs Blackstock has a cousin living nearby, so they are having a little holiday. They went off this morning.’
‘Are you sure you will be all right?’ Aunt Kate regarded Tallie distractedly. ‘It hardly seems fair, but I could not possibly take you with me, one never knowswhatone might find.’
‘I will be perfectly fine and I promise I will send a note round to Jane Cawston or Sally and Lydia Bridlington if I wish to go out in the evening. Although I would not be sorry for a little holiday from parties myself. I will have a quiet evening or two and will doubtless be all the better for it.’
‘If you are certain, dear.’ Aunt Kate’s smile was relieved. ‘I intend leaving as soon as possible. It will mean a late arrival,but the roads are good and there is a full moon tonight. As my sister rarely retires before three in the morning I have no fear of finding the house in darkness.’
In a remarkably short time – a circumstance which Tallie had no difficulty attributing to Nick’s forceful methods of organisation – Lady Parry’s cavalcade set off. Tallie stood on the front step to wave goodbye to the travelling carriage, Lord Parry driving his curricle and Nick, who was to escort them out of Town and then turn back, astride one of his raking hunters.
He reined back at the kerbside, obviously desiring a final word, and Tallie came down to stand by the big horse.
‘If you need to speak to me, send word to Brook Street and I will come and take you for a drive.’
‘Will you not call?’ Tallie asked, puzzled. Nick was such a regular visitor to Bruton Street that it seemed strange that he would not come there directly.
‘Given that you are alone in the house save for the servants, I do not think that you should be receiving gentlemen visitors.’ He touched his whip to his hat and gathered up his reins, then hesitated. ‘If there should be any problem and you cannot find me, if you should feel in any way alarmed by this man who may be following you, send to Mr Gregory Tolliver, Pickering Place, off St James’s Street.’
‘Who is he?’ Tallie asked, remembering William mentioning meeting Nick leaving “his agent’s” house in that same location. How frank was Nick going to be with her?
‘He is in my employ and will know what to do,’ he said curtly, then unexpectedly leaned down and touched her cheek with his gloved hand before spurring the horse into a canter after the retreating carriages.
Thoughtfully Tallie climbed the steps and went into the house. So, Nick’s agent – presumably the same man whom he had used to make his enquiries into her background – would“know what to do” about the mysterious man. Which meant that Nick was confiding in him and was taking it seriously. A slight tremor of anxiety was replaced by one of irritation. Why not confide inherand tell her what he thought was afoot?
She answered her own question.Because he does not trust you, Tallie,she thought grimly.You will not confide in him, so neither will he in you. Stalemate.
