“I’m very sorry about her pushiness,” Claire said and stood aside as the butler helped Louisa into her cloak. “That’s how she’s always been.”
“I…” Louisa shook her head. “I’m sorry, I’m not feeling well. But please come to tea tomorrow. I suspect you and I have much to discuss.” “Like our escapes.”
Claire nodded. “I would be delighted to.” “Can you really help me?”
Louisa smiled and squeezed Claire’s hand. “I’m very happy to do whatever I can.” She hoped Claire could sense her limitations. The other girl’s nod of understanding said she did.
“Tomorrow, then.”
Louisa’s carriage pulled up, so after a quick hug, she departed. As she rode away from the townhouse, she couldn’t help but think that no, she’d really no idea what to expect. But she had plans to put into place before the followi
