Chapter ThirtyEliza
Fryday, March 3rd
Whilst nursing John and rocking him to sleep, the post dropped through the slot. Ada, my parlour maid, brought it to me and asked if I wanted tea.
“No, thank you, I shall wait for Mr. Hamilton. He promised to be home for the midday meal.”
But before I had the chance to open and read it, a knock sounded on the front door, and a minute later, Ada showed Dr. Black into the room.
“Doctor, this is a pleasant surprise.” I greeted him in a sprightly tone, pleased to see our friendly medical specialist. “It has been too long since you have called upon us.”
He doffed his hat and gave a little bow. Such a gentleman! “Good day, Mrs. Hamilton…” He cleared his throat. “Elizabeth if I may?” he posed it as a question.
“I believe Elizabeth more than appropriate
