The Earl’s Hideaway, No Ladies Allowed by Esther Hatch EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Esther Hatch
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THERE WAS something magical about a small, private schoolroom. Perhaps
not to the pupils—at least not on the days their workload seemed never
ending. And even Catherine Wallace had days where she would rather be
anywhere else. But schoolrooms were rooms full of possibilities. Learning,
playing and growing, all happened on a daily basis in this corner of the
home, and a location didn’t have all of that happen within it without
developing an extraordinary air. On this day, everyone was on their best
behavior, and no one wanted their time together to end. It was magical.
It was Catherine’s last day as governess for three months.
Catherine reached down to Bartholomew and Elizabeth’s table and
gathered up their slates. The Wilsons took great pride in their children, and
therefore, the schoolroom was stocked with everything a governess could
wish for. There were bookshelves against one wall, a cabinet full of papers,
pens, and other staples, a table small enough for the children to work on,
and a comfortable sofa against the wall for reading time. She was fortunate
to have found such a position when she had been desperate not only for
work, but to be away from her parents and the wealthy society she had
grown up in.
“We have finished our lessons for the day,” Catherine said. “Would you
like to read during leisure time?”
“No,” Bartholomew answered, almost before she finished asking.
Catherine drew her head back. She was an excellent reader. If he thought
she wasn’t, he was in for a surprise when their temporary governess came.
Catherine doubted their temporary governess would be able to put as much
inflection into every word.
But today was not the day to question his taste in her reading
performance. Not on their last day together for three months. She shrugged.
“I suppose we could go for a walk.”
Bartholomew considered this idea, but in the end, he shook his head.
“Yesterday on our walk I stepped on a rotten apple.”
“Stepping on an apple isn’t so bad.”
“It is when it doesn’t come off my shoe. I had to drag my foot the rest of
the walk.”
Catherine struggled to keep a straight face. So that was why he had
walked so strangely.
“I want to make a thauma– thauma . . . ” Elizabeth rolled the word in
her mouth, trying to come up with the rest of it.
Bartholomew snapped his fingers. “A thaumatrope. We haven’t made
one of those in ages.”
Catherine nodded her head. It was a good idea. Her hand slid to the
pocket of her half apron. Dru’s letter felt heavy. Drusilla Rutherford was
two years older than Meg Rutherford and Catherine. Dru had been the one
to teach Meg and Catherine how to cut circles and tie the strings properly so
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