with the fox-fur trim over her going-away outfit of sapphire silk.
âWhat on earth!â Sasha exclaimed, her eyes flitting between the frozen couple, who stared back at her with guilty, nervous eyes.
Then Georgia came rushing towards her. âOh, Sash, please, do be quiet! I beg you, do not give us away.â
Sasha lowered her arm and stared at them. âWhatâs going on? Felix, how did you get in here? We thought you were in Scotland.â
Felix shrugged, with a defensive frown. âIâve been lurking in the back alley all day and bribed Farrell to let me in through the servantsâ door in the mews. He took pity on usâthe servants donât miss a thing, believe you me. I came back when my mama wrote to tell me about Georgia getting married to that Bowen chap.â He glanced at his beloved with a sheepish smile. âOnly wish Iâd come to my senses and got back sooner.â
Her sister grasped both of her hands and gushed an explanation. âFelix and I are running away. We are going to GretnaGreen to be married and then to Paris for a wonderful honeymoon! Papa gave me all my travelling papers last night, so I can go anywhere in the world that I want to!â
âOh, no, youâre not!â exclaimed Sasha. âHave you gone completely mad, Georgia? You are getting married in the morning to Captain Bowen, itâs all arranged, everyone will be there, everyone expectsââ
âNo!â said Georgia vehemently, almost stamping her foot, her mouth set in a mulish line. âI donât love Captain Bowen and I donât want to marry him! I wonât! In a few daysâ time I will be twenty-one and can do as I please.â
âButââ
Felix came towards them, his arm curling around Georgiaâs waist. âNow listen here, Sash, old girl, you know Iâm besotted with Georgia. Canât bear to see her getting hitched to another chap, just not the right thing, not the right thing at all.â
âButââ
âOh, Sasha, darling, please, please, I beg you, donât say anything, just let us get away.â
âButââ
âBetter get a move on, Georgie, before someone notices the hansom cab lurking in the mews and starts getting nosy,â Felix urged.
As the couple hastened to pick up their bags, Sasha suddenly ran to the door and blocked their path. âGeorgia, no, I canât let you do this! Have you thought this through? You know how impulsive you can be! Why, tomorrow the church will be full of people and Captain Bowen will be left standing there like a complete fool!â
Georgia sighed, and then tugged the diamond engagement ring off her finger and pressed it into Sashaâs palm, firmly closing her fingers over it. âTell him Iâm sorry, butâbut, well, just say Iâm sorry.â
âIâll do no such thing! Tell him yourself!â
âCome now, Sash, old girl, out of the way, we really must getgoing,â Felix said, in a soft voice that held a thread of steel in its depths.
Sasha looked at him in surprise, hardly believing that fun-loving Felix was capable of a serious thought for longer than a blink of an eye. The cold hard contours of gold and diamond seemed to burn into her hand, and she asked, looking him directly in the eye, âTell me, Felix, do you love Georgia?â
âYes,â he answered quietly, returning her gaze unwaveringly. âI do, very much, and I promise that I will look after her.â
Sasha wavered then, as he turned to smile at Georgia, and she saw in that one glance how much they adored each other. How could she stand in the way of her sisterâs happiness, when it was so obvious that this was what she truly wanted?
âAre you sure, Georgia?â she asked again, desperate to ascertain that this was no mere whim on her sisterâs part and that she understood all the consequences, âCaptain Bowen will be so
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