Chapter Twenty-One
Diana was sitting and reading the following morning when her mother joined her in the drawing room.
“Where are the flowers you and Lord Colburne picked?” her mother asked, coming into the room.
“They’re there on the side table,” Diana said. The flowers had been sitting in water for the past few days and Diana had wondered if her mother was going to use them to prepare the medicine for her father before they died.
“Oh, good.” Lady Rivers picked up the vase and started out of the room.
“Are you going to make the medicine?” Diana asked.
“Yes. I promised Lord Colburne that I would.”
“Should I come with you and help?”
“You don’t need to bother. Lord Colburne sent me the instructions,” her mother said and continued out of the room.
“It isn’t a bother,” Diana said, put
