bed sheets please? I
want to change these. They are getting a bit smelly now. Oh, and
don’t worry about changing them, I’ll do that myself.”
“ Bed sheets?” Lizzie
queried uncertainly. After that awful event a few days ago, Mrs.
McKenzie promptly lectured her about locking the lass in because
she was suicidal. Now Lizzie had become more careful whenever the
lass asked for anything after that.
“ Yes, Mrs. McKenzie
promised to bring me some, but it seems she must have forgotten.”
She smiled sweetly at the maid.
“ Aye, then,” Lizzie said
with some relief because she did hear the lass mentioning Mrs.
McKenzie. That meant it was safe then.
She picked up the tray and
turned to the door.
“ Lizzie, is Alec
here?”
Lizzie knew Master Alec
hadn’t seen her for three whole days. The young, somewhat suicidal
beauty must have been missing her lover.
Lizzie gave a little laugh
and said, “Nay, lassie, ‘e’s gone fer the day. I dunna know when
‘e’ll be back.”
Excellent! Ruby
secretly smiled.
“ Master Alec is a very
nice man, lassie, joost don’t try too hard. ‘E’ll notice ya soon
enough. Joost give ‘im time.”
Ruby frowned What was
the maid talking about?
“ Er, Lizzie, there’s one
more thing I would ask you to do,” Ruby added as the maid was about
to leave.
“ Aye, lassie?”
“ Lizzie, I was wondering if you could give me some clothing. I mean something suitable
to, er—” She paused there. She couldn’t possibly tell Lizzie of her
plan to escape, could she? But what should she tell her so that she
could find her suitable pants, shirt, and boots? She couldn’t
possibly run in this damn shirt and no pants.
Lizzie laughed. “I
understand, lassie. I ‘ave a ‘usband, ya know. Don’t ye worry,
joost leave it ta me.”
Ruby smiled. “Really?
Thank you, Lizzie.”
“ Right then, I’ll be back
as soon as I can.”
“ Okay,” Ruby said as
Lizzie shut the door.
Ruby was excited as she
rehearsed her plan once again in her head. Now, all she needed to
do was to break the blasted thin window, tie all the sheets
together, and climb down the building. She’d run far away from this
place and find someone who could help her get back to London. Then
she’d go to Brian’s hotel, the one he owned, the one he took her
for dinner that evening and where he met that blond bombshell. What
was her name? Susan? Or something like that.
Oh, how she missed
him.
Twenty minutes later,
Lizzie returned. She opened the door and said, “More sheets an’
clothin’ fer ya.”
Ruby rushed to get the
sheets and clothing. She threw the sheets onto the bed and held up
the folded fabric. Her eyes almost popped out of their sockets as
she stared at the thin nightdress.
“ This? Are you
sure?”
“ Aye, lassie, ’tis
perfect.”
“ But it’s a nightdress!
And besides that, it looks too big for me,” Ruby said with a
frown.
“ Now, I can fix it fer
ya,” Lizzie reassured her, taking the thin garment from
Ruby.
“ No, don’t you worry about
that. Listen, I was thinking of something more like pants and a
shirt and boots.”
Lizzie stared at Ruby with
raised eyebrows. “Oh, I see. Ya wanna play rough. Ya joost wait an’
I’ll see what I can do, all right?”
Ruby nodded and Lizzie
rushed out the door again.
Ruby returned her
attention to the sheets. She hauled the duvet aside and jerked the
sheets off the bed. Now she had four sheets, and she was sure
they’d be long enough to drop her to the ground. Just then, Lizzie
returned. By that time, Lizzie thought it was a hassle, always
locking and unlocking the door.
“ Aye there, lassie, I
found somethin’ I think might fit ya.”
Ruby took the pants,
shirt, and boots. Looking old and much too large for her, they were
not like any type she had ever seen before. But they would have to
do. She thanked Lizzie for her trouble, and when Lizzie left, she
got back to work.
She started tying the
sheets together. Just then, Westies woke
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