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said goodnight. Preparing for bed, she remembered the breeze in the attic, and felt it creeping slowly into her own chamber.
    Bravely she went to the window and peered out. Beyond the garden was the forest, which was dark and unyielding, a white fog hovering on its edges. Bright stars shone in the night sky, but there was no moon. She waited for the stranger to appear, to step out from wherever he lurked and reveal himself.
    But, after a few minutes of scouring the outside world, she realised he wasn’t there. He wasn’t watching or waiting for her, after all.
    Letting the curtains fall back into place, she climbed into bed, snuggling beneath the covers and thinking not of grey eyes but of dark brown ones that crinkled at their edges. Heath Lockwood’s eyes.

Chapter Five
    1806
    ‘Miss Georgina says your father is the finest preacher in the whole of England.’
    ‘Georgina is too kind and a bit biased, I think,’ Penelope replied, ‘but he is very good. Will you be here long enough to attend one of his sermons?’ Her breath caught slightly as she awaited his response.
    Over the past few days, Penelope’s opinion of Heath Lockwood had grown considerably, so much so that she found herself thinking about him constantly. Her attic room was covered with sketches of his angular face, lopsided smile and dark brown eyes. Although, she couldn’t quite capture the expression she saw in his eyes when he looked at her. It was unlike any she’d seen before, and one she didn’t quite understand.
    ‘Yes, I hope so,’ Heath replied. ‘I’m here for as long as Harry and Georgina will have me.’
    ‘Your family won’t miss you?’ asked Georgina, joining them. She tilted her head slightly, watching him carefully. Penelope could read her like a book and knew she fished for information.
    ‘I’m an orphan, Miss Georgina. My only kin is an older brother away in the navy. I’m accountable to none, but in the same way there are few that would miss me.’
    ‘You have no other kin at all?’ Georgina asked, and Penelope heard the interest in her voice. Georgina , she warned silently with a frown, discretion!
    ‘I should love to have a large family like yours,’ Heath said, glancing pointedly at Penelope, Georgina and Harry, with only the slightest hint of sarcasm, ‘but I can’t change that fact, I’m afraid.’
    ‘Of course you can,’ Harry burst out loudly, his voice booming around the room. ‘Marry! Marry into a big family that has a mother and father who’ll adore you, sisters who’ll desire you from afar, and enough cousins and aunts to keep your house filled year in, year out. That is how you can fix such a terrible predicament.’ He laughed generously at his own wit.
    ‘Harry, you’re teasing Mr Lockwood!’ Georgina admonished, ‘And making marriage sound awful at the same time.’
    ‘Marriage is awful,’ laughed Harry. ‘Just ask any husband! Although, I can imagine there are a few fun things to do in marriage.’
    The two men burst out laughing, whilst Georgina frowned disapprovingly. Penelope ignored Harry, thinking how pleasant Heath Lockwood’s laugh was. It wasn’t a booming, boisterous laugh like Harry’s, but it wasn’t insipid and weak, either. No , she decided, it’s a gentleman’s laugh—firm, strong, velvety, and very appealing . She liked it immensely.
    ‘Well,’ Harry said, continuing the previous conversation, ‘we’re hardly great company—there’s just the three of us.’ He turned to Heath. ‘And I have to say, it can get very dull sometimes with just these two little girls to keep company with. But you are welcome here as long as you wish.’
    ‘Harry!’ cried Georgina, outraged again at her brother’s comments. ‘We aren’t little girls. We’re both grown, I’ll have you know. Mr Lockwood will think we spend our time playing dolls and hide-and-seek.’
    ‘Oh, I hardly think that,’ Heath assured Georgina, ‘I’m well aware you and Miss Penelope are not little