Chapter 13Eliza missed Ford the moment he left, but she still couldn’t look at him when he returned, staggering under the weight of dresses and a wide variety of toiletries. She smiled as he dumped his treasures on the bed, already welcoming the sensation of real soap and perfume against her skin.
Ford stayed in the room, supervising as a couple of boys filled the tub with hot water. He directed them to bring food and drink to the room as soon as possible, adding that he also wanted a schedule for the coach.
“Book us on the one leaving tomorrow, if there’s still room,” he added, placing a silver coin in one of the boy’s hands. “Hurry, now.”
When he turned to face her, she looked down again.
“Thank you, for all of this.”
“Most of it was…what’s her name…Martha’s doing. She said she felt
