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Chapter6.
E lizabethheardthedriver'sleatherwhipcrackinthenightairasheurgedhisteamonward,faster.IttookonlyaclutchofminutestoreachthegatesofHydePark,andbythentheprincehadmanagedtositproppeduprightonthebench.
Hisstrengthandfort.i.tude,afterbeingliterallyshotthrough,astoundedElizabeth.Why,shealmostbelievedhehadcommandedbysheerwillthecolortobegintoreturntohislipsandcheeks.
Hehadn'tbeensosuccessful,however,inconcealinghisemotionsaftertheattack.Theprince'sbrowwasdrawndowninconcernandhewasbitingintohislowerlip;inpainoranxiousness,shedidnotknow.HewaspeeringfretfullyoutofthewindowasthecarriagespedtowardtheSerpentine.
"Wehaveescaped."Elizabethwincedasthefirstwordjettisonedfromhermouth.Eventheslightestmovementofherjawsentastabofpainthroughherhead."Youneedn'tworryanylonger."
Heslowlyturnedtolookbackather,thenwithoutawordsilentlyreturnedtohisvigilatthewindow.Whenfinallyhespokeamomentlater,itsurprisedher."HowmuchlongerbeforewereachtheSerpentine-whereitmeetstheLongWater?"Hiswordswereclipped,andheinhaledadeep,bracingbreathafterhefinishedhisquestion.
"Onlyafewminutesmore,Ishouldthink."Shereachedacrossandgentlylaidherhandonhisknee."WhymustwehastentotheSerpentine,YourRoyalHighness?Youneedtobeexaminedbyadoctor."
Againheturnedfromthewindowtolookather.Eveninthewideribbonofmoonlightshiningintothecab'sinterior,shecouldseeherquestionalarmedhiminsomeway.Hepausedforsomemoments,asiftogatherstrength,beforereplying."Iworryforthesafetyofmycousin.Heishere."
"Yourcousin?Butwhywouldyourcousinbeinanydanger?Thebulletswereclearlyintendedforyou.Isawtheshooterinthewindow.Hisgunwastrainedonyou."
Theprince'sgazebecamedarklysomber."Yousawthegunman?"
Elizabethnodded."Idid."Thenotionstruckhercoldly.Shedidseehim,notthatshecouldattributeanydetailtohisappearanceduetothedarkness.Butifshesawhim,thatmeantthegunmanlikelysawheraswell-especiallyifhehadbeenfollowingthem."YourRoyalHighness,howdidheknowyouwouldbewalkingalongPallMall?"
Theprinceshookhisheadslowly."Idonotknow.UntilIspilledthechampagneonyourgown,myonlythoughtwastospendtheeveningatAlmack'sandpossiblytodance-withyou."
Athisencouragingwords,alittlethrilljoltedthroughElizabeth.
Hewishedtodancewithher.Hehadintendedtoseekheroutattheball.He'dadmittedit.
Sheleanedbackoutoftheglowingreachofthemoonlightsohewouldnotobservethesmile spreadingacrossherlips,despitethepaininherhead.
"Whichmeans,"hemanagedtosay,"wewerefollowed."
"Followed?"Elizabethcrinkledherbrow."Buthewasinafirstfloorwindowaboveashop."
"IthinkitlikelythathetrailedusfromAlmack's,andpossiblydecidedheneededheighttoaffectapropershot."Hesuckedinadeepbreathbeforecontinuing."So,heeitherfoundanopendoor,orbrokeintoadarkenedshopandmadehiswaytoafirstfloorwindowfacingPallMall."Theprincefellsilent.Hisbreathcameinpantsandgaspsnow.
"Eitherway,hewasprobablyattheballthisevening.Whichmeans,perhaps...hewasoftheton."AsElizabethlookedtotheprinceforanyreactiontothisrevelation,oneofthecarriagewheelsb.u.mpedthroughaholeinthemoistearthofRottenRow,causinghertogrimace.
Instinctivelysheraisedahandtoherachinghead.Shenolongerfeltastreamemanatingfromtheareajustbeyondhertemple.Nowtherewasonlyaslow,steadydripfallingfromtheedgeofherjawandsplashingontoherbodicefromtimetotime.b.u.t.thatwasafavorabledevelopment.Thebloodwasclottingnow.
Hopefully,theprince'smuchmoreseverewoundwasdoingthesame.
Afewshortminuteslaterthecarriagerolledtoahalt.Theconveyancebounced,earningpainedgroansfrombothoccupants,asEdmundleaptfromthevehicleandopenedthedoor."We'rehere,MissElizabeth."Hehandedherdownandthencrawledinsidethecabtoa.s.sisttheprincetohisfeet.
AstheprincesteppeddownandgainedhisfootingonthedampearthofRottenRow,hestraightenedtohisfullheight.JustthenElizabethcaughtsightoftwomenracingforwardfromthebridgeovertheSerpentine.Theprincegrabbedherandpulledheragainsthim,wrappinghisstrongarmaroundtoprotecther.
Themoonlightcaughtthegleamofswordsattheirsides,andastheyneared,Elizabethsawthateachmanbrandishedapistol."They'rearmed,"shegasped,andthrewherslightweightagainsttheprince,urgentlyhopingtoshovehiminsidethecarriageoncemore.Buthedidnotmove.
Hetightenedhisholdonher,thenraisedhisrightarmandcalledouttothemen."Noneedforpanic.ItisI."Themenappearedtorecognizetheprinceandslowedtoajogbeforeultimatelystoppingaltogether.Whentheydid,theyeachboweddeeplybeforehim.
Thenagentlemaninadarkfrockcoat,andwhatElizabethtooktobeacloakedwoman,emergedfromtheshadowsandstartedtowardthem.
"Whatisit,cousin?"themancalledout."ShouldIbealarmed?"
TheprincepeeredacrossthesparklingdarkwatersoftheSerpentine,notdeigningtospeakuntilthegentlemanandhisladywerestandingdirectlybeforehim.OnlythendidhereleasehisholdonElizabethtoclasphiscousin'sarmforsupport.Heheldhisvoicelow,andhistonewasdeathlyserious."Thereisneedforalarm.Wemustreturnatonce."
So,thiswastheprince'scousin,Elizabeththoughta.s.shestudiedthesmallerman.Yes,quiteso.Eveninthedarknessshecouldseethefamilialresemblancebetweenthetwo.b.u.t.thewoman.Whowa.s.she?
Elizabethbentatherkneesandtriedinvaintodiscernthewoman'sident.i.ty.Herfacewaspartiallyobscuredbythehoodofhercloak.Whatshecouldseeofhercountenancewasawashinablueblurofmoonlight,thedefinitionofherfeaturesallbutlost.
Thewomanwaslookingatheraswell,andjudgingbythewayshesuddenlystiffened,Elizabethwasalmostsuresherecognizedher.
"Youareinjured,"thecousinexclaimed,gesturingtotheprince'sopencoatandthedarkblackbloodstaingleaminginthemoonlightonhiscrispwhiteshirt.
"Soisshe,"thewomanadded,noddingtoElizabeth.ShereachedoutandliftedtheblooddampedlockofElizabeth'shairtotracetheoriginofthebleeding."Wemusttakethembothtoaphysician."Shelookedattheprinceandthenathiscousin,waitingforagreement.
"We'llbewell,"theprincereplied."Itismoreimportantthatwereturntothehotel."
"Youarenotwell,andyouwillbothseeaphysician,"thewomanpracticallycommanded.
Elizabethtriedagaintoseeherface.Judgingfromherimperativetone,shewasaladyofsomeprominence,usedtohavingherownway,herordersfollowed.
"Myownsurgeonlivesnearby,andhecanbetrusted.Hetendstoallofmyfamily.Evenmyfathertrustshim,andhetrustsnoone."Thewomanlookedatthetwoarmedmennearbyandraisedherarm.Oneofthemenwhistled,andfrombehindablindoftwiggymaplesrolledagleaming,blackcarriage.
ElizabethlookedatEdmundandwasabouttodirecthimwhenthemysteriouswomanspokeagain.
"Youmaydismissyourdriver.Mycarriagewillserveusall,"shesaidhaughtily."Doitnow."
ElizabethscurriedovertoEdmund."Thankyou,dearman.YoushouldreturnforLadyUppertonnow.Wehavealternativetransportation."
Hetippedhishead,andElizabethturnedonherheeltoreturntotheotherswhenathoughtenteredhermind.Shewhirledbackaround."Dowipedownthebenches-andplease,please,donotmentionanythingtoLadyUpperton.Iwillspeakwithheronthemorrowandexplaineverything."
"Yes,miss."Edmundclimbedatopthecarriage,crackedhiswhipintheair,andthehorsesturnedahalfcircleandretreateddownRottenRowinthedirectiontheyhadcome.
HadsheknownthatthewomanintendedtobringthemtoCurzonStreet,bleedingfromherheadornot,shewouldhavewalkedbacktoBerkeleySquare.
Buthadsheknown,too,thatshewasbeingbroughttotheresidenceofSirHenryHalford,physicianordinarytotheking-andbysomesetofextraordinarycirc.u.mstancestothiswomanaswell-shewouldhaveleaptfromthecarriageasitracedthroughLondon'sstreets.
Elizabethwasnowsittingbeforealowcoalfire,andthehandsomeprotegeofSirHenry,Mr.Manton,wasdabbingasalveonthewoundnearhertemple.
Histouchwasgentle,andthewayheoccasionallyturnedtolookintohereyestobesurehewasnotcausingherpainwasrather...well,endearing.
"Fatewaswithyou,MissRoyle,"hetoldher."Thebulletonlygrazedyourhead.Youmighthavebeenkilled."
Elizabethsmiled."Fateisalwaysonmyside,dearsir."
Helookedpuzzledbyherreply,shecouldsee,buthedidnotquizherabout.i.tfurther.
"Didyouseethemaniacwhofireduponyou?"Heleanedbackfromhistendingandwaitedforher reply.
"No...Imean,yes.Ididseehim."
Hisblueeyesrounded."Thenwemustsummonaninvestigator-atonce."
"Idaresay,Idonotthinktheprincewouldagreewithyou,"Elizabethrepliedsoftly."AndwhileIdidseetheman,Icouldnottellyouasinglethingabouthim.Itwasfartoodarkandhewastoofaraway.Isawlittlemorethanasilhouetteofamanwiththepistolinhishand."
ThewomandescendedthestairsandheadeddirectlyforthefrontdoorsoquicklythatElizabethbarelyregisteredthat.i.twa.s.shepa.s.singby.
Pushingherselfupfromthechairinwhichshewa.s.seated,sheedgedherawayaroundMr.Mantontoreachthewoman."Willherecover?Doyouknow?"shecalledoutdesperatelybeforethewomancouldleave.
Thewomanpulledhercloakupoverherheadanddrewitlowoverhereyesbeforeslowlyturningaround.OnlyhernoseandlipswerevisibletoElizabeth."Yes.Theballwentthroughcleanly."
Elizabeth'smusclesrelaxedatthenews."MayIseehim?Doyouknow,willSirHenryallowit?"sheasked,tryingnottoconveyherdesperation.
Thewomanignoredhercommententirely,thoughuponhearingthefootmanopenthedoorforher,sheaddedadepartingcomment."AhackneywillbewaitingonthestreetforyouonceMr.Mantonhasfinishedtendingyourwound,MissRoyle.Theprincerequeststhis,notI.Hesaidheshouldn'twishforyourfamilytoworry.Youshouldfeelhonoredthatheisshowingyousuchconsideration."
"Ido.AndIthankyouforinformingmeastotheprince'scondition,"Elizabethmanaged,butbeforeshecouldasktoknowwhoshewas,thewomandisappearedthroughthedoorway.
"Thankheavenssheknewtobringyoubothhere,"Mr.Mantonsaidfromsomewherebehindher.
Elizabethspunaround.Awaveofdizzinessa.s.sailedherandshestaggered,catchingherself.a.gainsttheornatelycarveddoorjamb.
"Iwillaccompanyyoutoyourhome,MissRoyle."Mr.Mantonrushedtolendherhisarmforsupport."Theprinceiswell.Thereisnoneedforconcern.Youstoppedthebleedingearly.Youmighthaveevensavedhislife."
Elizabethbreathedasighofrelief."Thankyoufortendingtome,dearsir,but..."ShelookedatMr.Mantonwithallearnestness."...mightIask...justwhowasthatwoman?"
"Youreallydonotknow?"SirHenry'sdeep,almostmockingvoiceemergedfromthedarknessofthestaircase.
Startled,Elizabethgraspedthedoorjambandturnedtoseehim."Idonot,SirHenry.Please,won'tyoutellme?"
"Ishall,indeed."Thebaronetlaughedquietly,thengesturedtohimselfproudly."Afterall,Iknowherwell.Ihavetendedtoherandmembersofherfamilyforseveralyears."HepausedforwhatseemedtobethesimplepurposeofmakingElizabethantic.i.p.atehisdisclosureofthewoman'sident.i.tyevenmore."That,mydear,wasnoneotherthanPrincessCharlotte."
"Theprincess?"WoozinesscloudedElizabeth'shead,andshefeltherkneesgiveoutbeneathher.
Chapter7.
BerkeleySquare T henextmorning,Elizabethopenedhereyestofindherselftuckedintoherowntesterbed.Atleast,shea.s.sumeditwasmorning.Theroomwasawashinsmokybluelight.Shecouldjustmakeoutatraybearingasteamingcupofteaandaplateofslicedgreenapplessittingonthetablebesideher.
b.u.t.thenthecurtainsweresuddenlythrownopenandthere,standingbeforethewindowinthebrightsunlight,wasCherie.
"HowdidIgethome?"ApainfulthrobpulsatedinElizabeth'stemple."Iccan'tremember."
Cherieraisedhergracefullycurvedeyebrows,asifcoaxinghertotryhardertorecalltheeventsofthenightbefore.Whilethetinymaidwaited,shepouredElizabethadishofteaandguideditintoherhands.
Raisingtheteacuptoherlips,Elizabethletthesteamwaftoverherface.Shebreathedinthewelcomingscentoftheteaandimmediatelyrecognizedit.
Hyson!WhatwasMrs.Polkshankthinking?Hysonwasfartoodearforamerefamilymember'sbreakfast.Theexpensiveleavesweremeanttobereservedfortakingteawithprominentguests.Nowonderthehouseholdexpenseswereincreasing.Suchwastefulness!Well,shewouldhavetospeakwithMrs.Polkshankabout.i.tthisveryday.
Thenithappened.Briefflashesofimagesunexpectedlyappearedinhermind'seye.Asmallcrowdofgentlemenhuddledaroundher,liftingher.Openinghereyesinadarkrockingcarriage.Thethuddingofaheart.Rubbinghernosebecauseajinglingredswathoffabricwasticklingit.Strong,capablearmscarryingher.Beinglaiduponherbedby...by- "Goodheavens!"Elizabethjoltedupright,sendingtheteainhercupsloshingovertheside.Cheriestretchedoutherhandsandrescuedthedish."Theprincebroughtmehere?Helaidmeinmybed?"Shestaredincredulouslyatthemaid.
Cheriesmiled,thenshruggedhershoulders.
"No,hewasinjured.Impossible.Impossible!"Elizabeththrummedherfingersonherlowerlip.b.u.t.theimagesweresoclear.Shereachedoutandwrappedherfingersaroundthemaid'stinywrist."Didithappen,Cherie?Didit?OrwasIdreaming?"
Themaidshookherhead.Theedgesofherlipspulleddownward.Itwasclearshedidn'tknow.
Butsomeoneinthishouseholdmust.
Someonehadlether,andwhoeverbroughtherhometoBerkeleySquare,intothehouse.Shewouldhaveherexplanationwithinthehour.Fromsomeone.
"Cherie,please,helpmedress."Elizabeththrewherlegsovertheedgeofthebedandstartedtostandwhenawaveofdizzinessforcedhertoimmediatelysitdownuponthemattressagain.Sheraisedhereyestothestartledlookingmaid."Iamwell,Cherie.Nocauseforworry.IjustneedtomovealittlesloweruntilIamfullyawake."
Cherieofferedherthedishofteaagain,whichshetookwithouthesitation.MaybeMrs.Polkshankwasrightinbrewingthefullbodied,pungenthysonteathismorn.Yes,itwasprobablyjustthethingforherweakenedconst.i.tution.HowwiseCookwas.
Cheriewatchedherdrinkthehysonwithanexpressionofmixedworryandsurprise,untiltheonlythingleftinElizabeth'steacupwasafewtwistedtealeaves.
Sheneededtoknowhowshearrivedhere,andthattheprince,indeed,waswell.Andshewouldhaveheranswer.Onlythistimeshedecidednottobesohasty.Shehandedthemaidherteacup,thenslowlystood,crossedthebedchamber,andeaseddownbeforeherdressingtable.
Whenshepeeredintothemirror,sheunderstoodCherie'saghastexpression.Driedbloodmattedthehairontheentirerightsideofherhead.
Goodheavens!Shemusthavebeenfarmoreseriouslyinjuredthanshe'dimagined.Somuchblood.Herhandtrembleda.s.sheraiseditandpulledbackseveralthickstrandsofcopperhairsoshemightobservethewound.
Leaningforwardtowardthesilverofthemirror,shepeeredcloselyat.i.t.Noplasterhadbeenapplied,whichsurprisedherfortherewa.s.suchalargeamountblood.Mr.Manton,however,hadadministeredsomesortoffoulsmellingointmenttothecrustingdarkredsc.r.a.pe,aboutthelengthandwidthofherpinkiefinger.
Herstomachturnedabit,whichunnervedher.
Whena.s.sistingherfatherovertheyears,she'dneverhadanaversiontothesightofblood.Sheevenstoppedaspurtingwoundbyturningatourniquettightlywhilstthedoctorst.i.tchedafarmer'sleggashclosed.Inallherlifeshehadneverevenblinkedatthesightorsmellofblood...well,perhapsoncewhenasprayfannedacrossherface,butshewouldhavedonethesamehadtheliquidbeenwater,sothatincidentforetoldnothing.
b.u.t.thistimeitwasdifferent.Thistimeitwasherownblood.
"Cherie,Ishouldliketowashmyhair."Withadisgustedsighatherownappearance,shedroppedthemattedlockssheheldbackintoplace.
ThemaidshookherheadvehementlyandherdarkeyespeeredpleadinglyatElizabeth'sreflectioninthemirror.
"Lud,Cherie,please,seetoheatingthewater.Please."Sheexhaledahardbreath."YouknowverywellthatIcan'tleavethehouselookinglikeIjustescapedamada.s.sa.s.sin'sknife.ImustbatheanddonmyfinestmorningdressifIamtoinquireabouttheprince'shealththisday."
Cherienodded,bobbedaquickcurtsy,andthenhurriedfromthebedchamber.