will them away. It would upset her grandmother if she saw her weep, and crying wouldnât change what was happening anyway.
âYou arenât having second thoughts about your grandmotherâs grand plans for you, are you, Lady Taylor? If she believed she had truly coerced you into . . .â Thomas didnât finish voicing his concern.
Taylor forced a smile and said, âIâm not having second thoughts. You should know by now that I would go to any length to please my grandmother. She wants all the loose ends tied up before she dies, and since I happen to be the last of her loose ends, it has become my responsibility to help her. There will be no getting around that duty, Thomas.â
A burst of laughter came from the salon. The sound jarred Taylor. She turned toward the noise, then spotted two strangers garbed in black attire lounging in the back of the hallway adjacent to the stairs. Both men, she noticed, held champagne flutes in their hands. She suddenly realized the house was packed with guests.
âWhat are all these people doing here?â
âTheyâre getting ready to celebrate with your uncle Malcolm and your cousin, Jane,â Thomas told her. He added a nod when Taylor looked so infuriated, then hastily added, âYour uncle invited a few friends . . .â
Taylor wouldnât let him finish his explanation. âThe vile man doesnât have a single redeeming quality, does he?â
The anger in her voice inflamed his own. âIt appears not, milady. Your father, God rest his soul, seems to have inherited all the good qualities, while your uncle Malcolm and his offspring . . .â Thomas paused to let out a weary sigh. He noticed that Taylor was about to pull open the salon doors and hastily shook his head. âBoth Malcolm and Jane are inside, milady. If they spot you, thereâs bound to be a scene. I know you want to chase everyone out, but you really donât have the time. Your grandmother is waiting.â
Taylor knew he was right. Her grandmother came first. She hurried back across the foyer, took hold of Thomasâs arm, and started up the steps.
When they reached the landing, Taylor turned to the servant again. âWhat does the physician say about Madamâs condition? Isnât it possible she could surprise all of us once again? She could get better, couldnât she?â
Thomas shook his head. âSir Elliott believes itâs only a matter of time now,â he told her. âLady Estherâs heart has simply worn out. Elliottâs the one who notified your uncle Malcolm, and that is why everyone has gathered here today. Your grandmother was fit to be tied when she found out, and I do believe Elliottâs ears are still ringing from the tongue-lashing she gave him. Itâs a wonder his own heart didnât quit beating then and there.â
The picture of her grandmother berating such a giant of a man like Elliott made Taylor smile. âMadam is an amazing woman, isnât she?â
âMy, yes,â Thomas replied. âShe has the ability to make grown men shiver with fear. I had to remind myself I wasnât afraid of her.â
âYou were never afraid of her,â Taylor scoffed at the notion.
Thomas grinned. âYou wouldnât let me be afraid. Do you remember? You told me all about Madamâs bluster while you were dragging me home with you.â
Taylor nodded. âI remember. Madam didnât raise her voice when she berated Elliott, did she?â
âGood heavens, no,â Thomas replied. âSheâs a lady, first and always,â he boasted. âElliott flinched as though she were shouting. You should have seen his expression when she threatened not to leave him any money for his new laboratory.â
Taylor started down the long corridor with Thomas at her side. âIs Sir Elliott with Madam now?â
âNo. He stayed the night through and only just left to get a