Edith's plan

by miss aj kent

Edith hatches a plan to bring Margaret back to London after her mother dies; she travels to Milton with the help of Henry and her husband. (My first story- quite short chapters) Any reviews gratefully received.

2. Chapter 2

The train came to a slow stop. The grey sky hadn't cleared all journey, Edith had to check her pocket watch to see if had become dusk already. It was actually only 3pm; they had taken the first train from London and had made perfect time.

Maxwell squeezed his wife's hand.

"Well My dear I hope you are ready for an adventure now we are here in the wild lands of Milton." Edith pulled on her husband's hand to punish him for his teasing tone.

"You promised that if you were to come that you would be as kind as possible and help me to bring our dear Margaret home. Henry is here to help, aren't you Henry?"

Maxwell sniggered at a disgusted Henry.

"Something up your nose brother?" he laughed.

"Maxwell, I hope you are still laughing when you are inhaling the rancid air!" Henry bit back.

"Come along, we are here on a mission are we not? Come Henry, Faint heart never won fair lady!" Maxwell opened the train carriage door and signalled for a porter.

Both Edith and Henry exited the train standing a little bewildered on the busy platform. Henry was irritated by Maxwell's broad grin, doesn't he take anything seriously?

"Well a lively place I dare say!" Maxwell said handing his bags to a young boy who was pushing a trolley. He reached for Edith and helped her through the crowd, leaving a very bad tempered Henry to fight his own way to the station door.

The three of them stood at the door to the road watching the hordes of people filling by. It was as busy as the station, with the noise and smells of the street vendors adding to the throng of activity and life.

Eventually a carriage was acquired and the trio where on their way to The Grand – Milton's finest hotel, according to their newly appointed tour guide, the particularly luscious driver wasn't shy about giving the visitors his insights into Milton and his opinion of the south. The driver had spoken to them the entire journey; he had been impertinent enough to ask if they had the funds to pay for The Grand hotel, Edith and Henry had never been more insulted and Maxwell had never been more amused.