Page 7 of Starlight Night (The St. Clairs 5.50)

As the carriage pulled away from the bookstore and he balanced his youngest on his lap, Luke caught a glimpse of the young girl from the night before, walking away from the bookstore. When they arrived at the townhouse, he allowed Nanny to take charge of the children and then took his wife’s hand. Leading her to the library, he closed the door.

“I have something to discuss with you,” he said.

Caroline slipped her arms around his neck. “I love a good discussion,” she murmured.

“No, love, I really mean to talk.”

Luke removed her arms and saw the hurt appear on her face. He swept her into his arms and sat in a wing chair, keeping her in his lap. She appeared slightly mollified.

“I want to tell you about someone I met last night when I returned for your reticule.”

With that, he shared with his wife the brief conversation he’d had with the innocent-looking child who had most likely seen far too much for her years.

“I want to help her, Caroline. I’m not sure how. I don’t understand how one little girl has captured my mind and heart so.”

She placed her palm against his cheek. “Because you have a kind heart, my love. Just like Catherine’s sweet little caterpillar.” She kissed him. “We’ll go look for her tonight. After we put the children to bed. And I know exactly what to do when we find her.”

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