Page 97 of Lady Edith and the Registry Office
Edith groaned as Louisa released a mournful sigh. A moment later, she remembered her scheme to gain access to the prison ships.
“Lord Wycliffe, I had an idea of how we might be allowed onto the hulks in Woolwich.”
“Really?” He raised a brow. “I’m eager to hear it.”
She outlined her plan to have Louisa disguise herself as a maid. When she finished speaking, the viscount nodded several times.
“Your plan may work.” Wycliffe glanced at Louisa. “Although you might have to go into hysterics to convince the guards you are concerned for your relative.”
“I’m sure I can play the part of a hysterical female.” Louisa raised her chin.
Lord Wycliffe replied blandly, “I’m sure you are more than capable of such a performance, Lady Louisa.”
The exchange made Edith want to giggle. As the viscount and her friend then proceeded to ignore each other, she wondered if there might be something beneath their animosity.
Her companions stared out of opposite sides of the coach, and she closed her eyes, not bothering to try and make conversation.
“Edith! Edith, wake up!”
She opened her eyes to discover the carriage was no longer moving.
“We’re here, Lady Edith.” Lord Wycliffe opened the carriage door and jumped to the ground.
“Cecil!”
She knew that voice. It was Lord Harbury!
“Nathaniel! You gave us quite a fright. You look dreadful.”
The baron let out a low chuckle. “That’s the least of my worries right now. Just get me home. I need a bath and a good meal. I can tell you what happened to me on the way to Grosvenor Square.”
“We have company in the coach,” Lord Wycliffe replied wryly.
“Company?”
The viscount vaulted into the carriage as he replied, “Our daring investigators, Lady Edith and Lady Louisa.”
