The Holybrooke Curse
By Gayle Buck
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It was a ghastly horror of a house party. Miss Penelope Childe and all the others were awaiting the end of the wicked earl's rotten life.
Murder is done. The centuries-old curse has struck again. Penelope alone heard the supernatural scream and sees the ghosts that no one else can.
Penelope is a reluctant bride-to-be, contracted to wed a man she's never met before. With a murderer in the haunted house, dare she trust her betrothed, Lord Taredell? Is the rogue lord really her protector? Could he be a killer?
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The Holybrooke Curse - Gayle Buck
Chapter One
The Earl of Holybrooke lay dying. Downstairs, in the uninviting gloom of the parlor, were gathered his remaining relations. They had all been summoned to await the conclusion of the earl’s rotten life.
His lordship was an evil man in his day, one who cared for naught but his own pleasure and amusement,
said Lady Serena in her quavering voice to no one in particular.
A few of the others stirred, but Lord Watersham in particular was discomfited. He frowned and cleared his throat portentously. Here now, Mama. It isn’t the thing to speak ill of the dying.
One of the other gentlemen, obviously a man of considerable fashion judging from the quantity of falling lace at his throat and edging his coat sleeves, smiled. You are too nice by half, cousin. But then, you were not well acquainted with my father.
Lord Watersham answered the viscount stiffly. Perhaps not, Taredell. However, I believe it safe to say that respect must always be reserved for those on their deathbed.
The lady attired in elegant widow’s weeds tittered. She pretended to smooth a fold in the large fichu crossing her breast. La, you can scarcely expect Taredell to feel any but the most unnatural of emotions, my lord. It has been an open secret these past eight years that he was cut out of the succession after a particularly grievous quarrel with his lordship, the earl.
My misfortune was always your good fortune, was it not, Aurelia?
Lord Taredell asked quite gently, swinging his foot in a leisurely fashion.
The lady stiffened in her chair. "I hope that I am not so lost to sensibility as to gloat, as you seem to imply my lord! Pray recall that I, too, have sustained a bitter loss."
My pardon, Aurelia. I had quite forgotten your declaration of undying grief at the untimely passing of my brother these five years past.
Lord Taredell contemplated the silver buckle of his shoe. Strange, indeed. I had never thought either of you particularly content once the blissful hours of your scandalous elopement had been made public.
Mrs. Holland clutched her bottle of smelling salts, which she was never without. Pale and beautiful, the very picture of martyrdom, she said in tragic accents, Am I to be so maligned even at this dreadful hour? I would not have come to this house, in which I never received any but the most callous of attentions, if it was not for my children. Indeed, nothing else would have induced me to do so but my sacred duty. At least none can say that I am not a devoted mother!
With a theatrical gesture she took recourse in her smelling salts.
The young girl sitting beside Mrs. Holland, whose striking dark looks strongly favored the widow’s, placed slim arms about her.
A handsome youth sprang up from the same sofa, his fists tightly clenched. Sir! I demand an apology for my mother,
he exclaimed, his blue eyes ablaze in an earnest young face.
Lord Taredell regarded the youth for a moment. The faintest of smiles touched his lips, at sight of which the youth flushed. You remind me vaguely of my brother, bantam. For his sake, then, the apology is yours.
The youth stood irresolute a moment, uncertain how to respond to that softly mocking voice.
A hand dropped onto his thin shoulder.
That will be enough, Percival. The viscount was but voicing his thoughts. There is little enough in that to drive a wedge between nephew and uncle, I should think,
said the gentleman attired in military togs.
Percival Holland glanced from his mother’s brother across to his paternal uncle. Very well. Apology accepted, my lord,
he said stiffly.
Good lad. Now attend to your mother.
Colonel Caldar waited until the youth had returned to his former place beside Mrs. Holland before he glanced again at the viscount. The gentlemen measured one another for a long moment, much to the interest of a small lady sitting a little apart from the rest.
Miss Penelope Childe had contributed little to the conversation for the last hour, being more interested in listening to the oddly assorted members of the group. Her quiet attention had made her almost invisible, as had also her dress. She was demurely attired in a countrified fashion, her fichu modest and her pale blue gown belted with a ribbon of the same color. The beribboned lace-trimmed cap that graced her light brown hair was much simpler in style than Mrs. Holland’s own fulsomely trimmed headdress.
Penelope could not be considered to be a great beauty, for there was nothing outstanding in a diminutive stature and a pleasant countenance. Her eyes were her best feature, being large and a luminous gray. However, as often as not, her gaze held such a thoughtful expression that it was apparent that her character was not one that would easily regard frivolous conversation.
Lady Serena suddenly spoke again, and her discourse drew the attention of all in the room. "His pleasures were unholy. Wicked, wicked! I do not like to think of them. There are ghosts restless in this house. I have felt their