William showed me her account books and wrote a short list of things I will need to take care of every month. Her neat and orderly accounts record every expenditure and profit in a very precise manner. William believes that I will do as well but has engaged the services of a solicitor to make sure I have money available to me. He is also someone I can contact for any other needs regarding the property.
It is a lot to learn in such a short time and I am doing my best to be a good student. I love this time I have with William and am a bit distracted in his presence. I try to remember each moment, every look, the feel of his hand on mine, the strength in his arms, and the softness of his hair. I don’t want to imagine him not coming home from the war but I know it is a real probability.
He says I shouldn’t worry so much and that he knows his property will be in the best of hands during his absence. Then he will return, we will marry, and he will start his own practice here in Eadenwood. It sounds perfect.
I can imagine myself being happy here – warm and comfortable with him for many years.
He wants me to meet him later tonight after Mr. Clayton has gone to bed. Yes, I know it is not appropriate but it is exciting. Fortunately for us, Mr. Clayton is an old man and sleeps heavily. He tries to keep an eye on us and be the ideal chaperone but he can’t keep up.
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