“Of course, Miss Parker. One moment, and I shall arrange for Charles to accompany you.”
“There’s no need. We’ll be fine.”
“Miss Parker, I would be remiss in my duties if I let two fine young ladies go into town unescorted. Charles will escort you.”
Grace smiled. “Thank you, Jones. His company would be most welcome.”
When Kathryn came downstairs, Grace asked. “Do you mind if we walk? It’s such a lovely day out.”
“Not at all.”
Charles walked into the foyer, and the trio set out for town. It was a lovely summer day—not too hot, and there was a gentle breeze blowing.
“Such beautiful countryside,” Kathryn said. “It’s so pretty out here. Not like the grime in London that seems to cling to everything.”
“I agree. I do love it here as well.”
After a leisurely stroll, they reached the bookshop.
“I shall wait here,” Charles said as he took up a position outside the doorway.
“Thank you, Charles. We won’t be long.”
“What book are you looking for?” Kathryn asked.
“Oh, nothing in particular, but I am curious as to what kind of inventory they carry.”
As they perused the selection, Grace spotted a treasure. “Lady Kathryn, they’ve got some landscape bookss. Look, here are two of the volumes,” she said, holding up the books.
“That’s wonderful. They could be just the inspiration we need for the garden’s design.”
“I agree. What a fabulous find.”
After spending another twenty minutes looking through the shop, Grace brought the two Red books to the counter.
“Ah, a fan of landscape design, I see,” the shopkeeper said.
“Oh yes. We both are,” Grace said.
“Well, I’m pleased that I had these for you. Will this be all?” he asked.
“Yes, although I’m sure we’ll be back again soon. You have a lovely selection of books.”
“Thank you, miss.” The shopkeeper wrapped up the books, and Grace handed him the coins. “Good day, ladies. I hope to see you both again soon.”
Grace nodded, and she and Kathryn walked out of the bookshop. She handed the package to Charles.
“Shall we head back to the manor? Unless there is something else you’d like to see?” Grace asked Kathryn.
“Not today. I’m anxious to return so we may look through the books.”
Just as they were about to head back to Dandridge Manor, Grace heard her name being called.
“Miss Parker, Lady Kathryn, what a delightful surprise,” Mr. Wallings said, pulling his cart to a halt across the street from the bookshop.
A huge smile split Grace’s face. “Good day, Mr. Wallings. How wonderful to see you again.”
“I’m on my way back to the vicarage. May I offer you ladies some tea?”