Sabrina goggled. What?
Its all right, dear. The older woman patted her hand. You neednt be afraid here. No one is going to judge you. I dont allow that in any of my houses.
Your houses! What sort of house was she talking aboutsurely not one that handed out postcards at the train station? This was becoming madder by the moment.
No, no, no... Alex hastened to say. Its not like that, Mother. Sabrina isnt one of your unfortunate young women. Shes not, um... He flashed Sabrina a distressed look. Mother funds two houses for women who are in need, you see. He swung back to the duchess. But this is different. He went on to tell her Sabrinas story.
To Sabrinas amazement, the duchess listened with a warm concern but no visible sign of alarm, despite the peculiarity of the tale. When Alex finished, she said only, I see. Well, of course youre right, dear, she must stay here with us. She smiled at Sabrina. Clearly you have been through an ordeal. Ill tell Phipps to make up a room for you.
I hate to put you to so much bother, Sabrina began.
Nonsense. No problem at all. The duchess gave her arm another pat. I look forward to sitting down for a nice chat with you later. With that, she sailed out of the room, leaving Sabrina behind her in a daze.
Dont worry, Alex said. It truly will be no problem for Mother, as Phipps will take care of everything. Hell be delighted to have a crisis to deal with. Its rather boring these days with so few of us in the house. And while he is doing that, we need to get you something to eat. He led her from the room and down a hall into the back recesses of the house. I hope you dont mind having a bite in the kitchen.
No, of course not. It occurred to Sabrina that the kitchen staff might find it something of a problem to have them in their way.
But, as it turned out, the housekeeper, whom Alex affectionately called Mrs. Bee, and the cook were as seemingly unruffled as everyone else in this household by the two of them sitting down to munch on cheese and bread at one end of the scarred worktable while the work of the kitchen went on all around them. It was clear from the way they smiled and worked around Alex that they were accustomed to him popping in and wheedling a bite from them this way.
Sabrina was not sure what life was like in her own home, but she had the strong suspicion that nothing in the Moreland household would be considered normal. The butler, Phipps, did his best to convey a sense of dignity and severity when he entered, but his presentation was sadly undercut by the loud voice of the cook scolding a potboy and the heavy thwack-thwacks of the maid cutting up vegetables at the other end of the table.
Pray permit me to show you to the Caroline chamber, he said to Sabrina, bowing.
No need, Ill take her, Alex said, ignoring the butlers pained look. As he and Sabrina walked away, he leaned down and murmured, Poor Phipps despairs of any of us ever showing the proper respect for our station. But his knees are getting arthritic and he oughtnt to be tromping up and down the stairs. Besides, hed have nattered on at you about the grand history of the Morelands all the way up, which might very well have sent you running again.
Sabrina laughed. I dont think Im in danger of that. Frankly, all I want to do at the moment is sleep. Im rather tired.
I imagine you are. You must have been up before dawn if you got into London as early as you did. Not to mention that whatever happened to you must have been an ordeal.
They climbed the staircase, which up close was every bit as wide and elegant as it looked from a distance. They turned to the left and were on the top step when a piercing noise, resembling the screech of a steam whistle, split the air.
Sabrina jumped and whirled. A large shaggy animal was bearing down on them at full speed.
Steady on. Alex said, his hand going to Sabrinas elbow. Its only Rufus. And my nieces.
The animal, she saw now, was a long-haired dog of some indeterminate origin. And hot on his heels was a red-haired moppet, hands outstretched and face gleeful. It was she who was emitting the ear-piercing noise. A little behind her came a slightly smaller girl of similar coloring, doing her best to keep up.
An attractive woman with hair the color of dark cinnamon hurried after the pair and called, Athena! Brigid! Come here!
Between the large dog, the madly running children and the wide marble staircase, it looked like a disaster in the making.
But then the woman called, Rufus, stop! She followed that with Grab them, Alex, dobefore they reach the stairs.
Before Sabrinas amazed eyes, the dog slid to a halt and ducked behind Alex, peering out around Alexs leg at his pursuers. Alex grinned and reached down to scoop up the girls, one in each arm, and place noisy kisses on the cheek of each. Escaped again, have you?
The little girls giggled, their quarry apparently no longer of interest, and chanted, Uncle Alex, Uncle Alex!
The smaller girl reached up to pat Alexs cheek, but the larger, faster one reached inside his jacket, searching. Alex laughed. I havent any peppermint sticks today, you little thief.
The children both began to chatter, rendering it almost impossible for Sabrina to understand anything either said. Then one of them turned and pointed at Sabrina and said clearly, Whos she?
Shes our guest, Alex told them. Sabrina, Id like you to meet my brother Theos daughters. This little imp is Athena and this one is her sister, Brigid. Say hello to Sabrina, girls.
Hello, Sabrina, they said as one.
Brigid turned her face into Alexs shoulder in an apparent attack of shyness, but Athena grinned at her with unabashed interest and said, Are you a boy or a girl?
Im a girl, but Im wearing boys clothes. Sabrina couldnt keep from smiling back at the girl.
I want to wear boys clothes, Athena decided.
Alex did his best to hide his own smile. This poor beleaguered woman is their mother. Megan, allow me to introduce you to Sabrina. Sabrina, this is the Marchioness of Raine.
Maam. Another title. But of course she would have one. Wasnt the heir to the dukedom often a marquess? Did that mean that Theo was the oldest? And was Alex actually a lord? Well, at least she could blame her lack of memory for not knowing the order of precedence.
Call me Megan, the girls mother declared.
Youre American, Sabrina blurted in surprise.
Yes, I am. A stranger in a strange land. She reached out to shake Sabrinas hand in a firm, businesslike manner. Pleased to meet you.
Mama, I want to wear boys clothes, Athena said, drawing the conversation back to the topic which most interested her. Can I?
May I, Megan amended. I dont know. I hadnt really thought about it.
Me, too, Brigid announced. I wanna wear boys cloves.
Clothes, silly, not cloves. Athena giggled.
Well discuss this later, Megan told them firmly. Come here, you two. She reached out and took them, setting them down on the floor. Squatting down to their eye level, Megan went on, Havent I told you not to chase Rufus? You scare him. And its not fair to run from Alice when you know she turned her ankle yesterday.