the disastrous results it has hadâmaking you lose your post through no fault of your own.â
âYes,â agreed Miss Pennington, âbut since you both have expressed your sympathy several times already, I donât seeâ?â
Before she could finish, Jamie held out to her a sealed missive which Evalyn saw with surprise was addressed to her. She opened it, and her eyes flew over the words. Lord Gyllford and his sister sent their warmest regards and cordially invited her to spend the Christmas holidays at Gyllford Manor. What did it mean? âI donât understand,â she said, looking from Jamie to Reggie questioningly. âIâve never had the pleasure of meeting your father and his sister.â
âI asked them to invite you,â Jamie explained. âYou see, it seemed to us that you would find it difficult to acquire a new post without a character.â
âYes, thatâs true, but I still donât seeââ
âMy Aunt Clarissa can help you. She has so many friends in Devonshire. Surely one of them must have need of a governess.â
âBut would she recommend me for such a post without knowing me?â Miss Pennington asked reasonably. âShe could scarcely, in good conscience, do such a thing, especially with the knowledge that Lady Carbery has turned me off.â
âBut thatâs the beauty of my idea!â Jamie explained eagerly. âSheâs bound to get to know you if youâre our house guest for the holidays. And then Iâm sure she wonât feel any hesitation in recommending you.â
The lane they were following took a turning into the wind. The many capes of Reggieâs greatcoat flapped briskly, Jamie turned up his collar and pushed his hands deep into his pockets, but Evalyn didnât even notice the sudden chill. Mr. Everardâs kind invitation had thrown her mind in a turmoil. She could not deny the attractiveness of his plan. The possibility of two weeks as a guest in a comfortable home, a Christmas holiday in which she would be treated with civility, even kindness, and the prospect of being assisted to find a new post, all these were infinitely more desirable than the prospect of begging for board from an unknown relative, and searching for employment without aid. But the proposal was too good to be true. She could not accept. There were too many obstacles.
She stopped and turned to Jamie. âYour generosity and concern quite overwhelm me, sir. I canât think why you should have taken this trouble about me. But you must see that I cannot accept.â
âNo, maâam, I canât say that I see that at all, can you, Reg?â
âNo, indeed,â said Reggie earnestly, âit theemth like an exthellent plan to me.â
âBut surely you both realize that it would be highly improper for me to travel alone in Mr. Everardâs company,â Miss Pennington explained shyly.
âOh, but Iâll be going along too,â Reggie said with pride in having settled a ticklish problem with dispatch.
âDonât be an idiot, Reg,â Jamie muttered. âYou would scarcely be viewed as a proper chaperone for a young lady. Miss Penningtonâs right. We need another female with us.â
The three of them walked on in silence. Just as the inn came into view, Reggie chortled. âI have it!â he exclaimed. âWeâll hire an abigail.â
âAn abigail?â asked Jamie, his eyes lighting up. âYou mean some village girl?â
âThere mutht be thome girl at the inn who would be thuitable. What do you think, Mith Pennington?â
âI think you are most generous, but I couldnât dream of allowing you to undertake such an expense in my behalf.â
âNonsense,â Jamie put in firmly. âOn that score I will not allow you to voice an objection. Reg has so much of the âreadyâ in his pockets that heâll not even notice