Please to bring plenty of useful friends tomorrow night. I’m thinking I will need the help.
This she dispatched to Somerdale by way of Drig, knowing that it would find its way into Grunewald’s hands before the morning. Then she sternly sent herself to bed. She would need her slumber, for the morrow promised to be a demanding day.
She could not sleep. Bess had never been disposed to worry, but the predicament she now found herself in was somewhat out of the ordinary way. She had taken it upon herself to champion Grunewald’s interests, and she had done her best. Nor had her efforts been futile; they knew much more about the fetch’s doings and plans for Bessie’s interference than they could otherwise have hoped to discover, and perhaps it would be enough to allow them to counter whatever sc
