Chapter 17
Henry's heart sank as he watched her walk away. This had been his one chance to make it up to her and he had let it fall into ruination and it was all because had been too stubborn and too blind to notice anything else about her.
"Well," Adrienne said, watching her walk away. "What utter nerve. How dare she speak to you in such a fashion? After all, she really is just a servant."
At that Henry turned, his eyes blazing with fire. "For God's sake, Adrienne, has everyone forgotten that she's the daughter of a Baron. Why, she's no more a servant that you or I."
He stared into her big blue eyes and began to smile. "You know something? Danielle was right about you. You haven't changed a bit, have you? You're still the same brat that you always were. "
He turned his attention to Danielle who by this time had stopped to speak to someone. He could not see the body or the face from where he stood. He was trying to make it out when he saw the plate with the honeycomb drop to the ground.
"Danielle," he exclaimed and he began to run after her, a little worried now.
Adrienne stared, wide eyed and very confused. "She's engaged you know," she called after him, but he had acted as if he hadn't heard. She began to walk after him when someone blocked her path, preventing her from advancing further.
"Oh, sorry my dear," Thérèse said, smiling innocently. "I was just looking for something. It seems I must have dropped an earring somewhere in this brush and I would really appreciate some help in finding it. I'm not as young as I used to be, you know. It's actually nice to have a companion to you out when you need someone, don't you agree?"
Adrienne looked clearly puzzled. She stared at her.
Thérèse was trying not to smile. "Come, come Adrienne, afraid of getting your hands and knees a little dirty? My, my you didn't think about those things when you were little did you?"
Adrienne sighed. Her aunt always had a way of twisting things around, making her feel guilty, getting her to do things that she didn't want to do.
This time was no exception
"Where is it that you think you dropped it, auntie?"
Auntie? Thérèse thought, when did that start?
"Not really sure," she answered, gesturing through the tall grass. "Could be over there," she said pointing in back of her, "or could be there, I believe. I was all over this yard, but I think I narrowed it down to here or perhaps over there? Not really sure at the moment, but then again my memory is going, anyway. So why don't you look in this section and I'll look back there. Give me a shout if you find anything." And she moved toward the back, keeping an eye on all of Adrienne's movements. When she was satisfied, she moved out of the tall grass and headed back to the party, leaving Adrienne searching on her hands and knees looking for absolutely nothing
Henry's heart sank as he watched her walk away. This had been his one chance to make it up to her and he had let it fall into ruination and it was all because had been too stubborn and too blind to notice anything else about her.
"Well," Adrienne said, watching her walk away. "What utter nerve. How dare she speak to you in such a fashion? After all, she really is just a servant."
At that Henry turned, his eyes blazing with fire. "For God's sake, Adrienne, has everyone forgotten that she's the daughter of a Baron. Why, she's no more a servant that you or I."
He stared into her big blue eyes and began to smile. "You know something? Danielle was right about you. You haven't changed a bit, have you? You're still the same brat that you always were. "
He turned his attention to Danielle who by this time had stopped to speak to someone. He could not see the body or the face from where he stood. He was trying to make it out when he saw the plate with the honeycomb drop to the ground.
"Danielle," he exclaimed and he began to run after her, a little worried now.
Adrienne stared, wide eyed and very confused. "She's engaged you know," she called after him, but he had acted as if he hadn't heard. She began to walk after him when someone blocked her path, preventing her from advancing further.
"Oh, sorry my dear," Thérèse said, smiling innocently. "I was just looking for something. It seems I must have dropped an earring somewhere in this brush and I would really appreciate some help in finding it. I'm not as young as I used to be, you know. It's actually nice to have a companion to you out when you need someone, don't you agree?"
Adrienne looked clearly puzzled. She stared at her.
Thérèse was trying not to smile. "Come, come Adrienne, afraid of getting your hands and knees a little dirty? My, my you didn't think about those things when you were little did you?"
Adrienne sighed. Her aunt always had a way of twisting things around, making her feel guilty, getting her to do things that she didn't want to do.
This time was no exception
"Where is it that you think you dropped it, auntie?"
Auntie? Thérèse thought, when did that start?
"Not really sure," she answered, gesturing through the tall grass. "Could be over there," she said pointing in back of her, "or could be there, I believe. I was all over this yard, but I think I narrowed it down to here or perhaps over there? Not really sure at the moment, but then again my memory is going, anyway. So why don't you look in this section and I'll look back there. Give me a shout if you find anything." And she moved toward the back, keeping an eye on all of Adrienne's movements. When she was satisfied, she moved out of the tall grass and headed back to the party, leaving Adrienne searching on her hands and knees looking for absolutely nothing