The Reluctant Bride. Meg Alexander
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Sir James continued hastily. “His injuries were such that he was forced to return to England.”
“He must be a brave man,” Letty murmured.
Isabel beamed at her. “My dear child, that is so. Does this mean that you will accept him?”
Letty was startled. She had not intended her words to convey such a meaning.
The tears sprang to her eyes. “Oh, no!” she cried. “I can’t. If I can’t have Oliver I shall never marry.”
Her words brought on the threatened attack of hysterics. Isabel Rushford threw herself back against her pillows, tore off her cap and gave vent to her feelings of persecution. Hiccuping sobs were interspersed with a diatribe upon the ingratitude of modern children and their evident wish to see their mother starving in the gutter.
India had heard it all before, but it always succeeded in distressing her. Now, faced with tears from Letty and her uncle’s acute discomfort, she undertook the belated role of peace-maker.
“May we not speak of this more calmly?” she asked, her deep voice cutting through the pandemonium. “Perhaps I have been too much the devil’s advocate. I have stated my objections. Now, Uncle, will you give us your own opinion?”
There was a sudden silence. Mrs Rushford’s sobbing ceased and a wary eye appeared from behind a sodden handkerchief. “Of course,” she muttered feebly. “Listen to your uncle, my dears. He will advise you…You know I think only of your happiness…When you have heard him out you will not oppose him, I am sure.”
“It is exactly as I told you, India.” Sir James settled back in his chair with obvious relief. Female vapourings were not to his taste. In the ordinary way he would have absented himself from the scene but this was a matter of the utmost importance. It would not be resolved by cowardice.
“Isham is prepared to be more than generous,” he continued. “He will make handsome settlements. Even at this present time he is undertaking extensive repairs to the Grange. I believe you should consider carefully before coming to a decision. This match would make all the difference to your circumstances…”
“Surely you won’t refuse him?” Mrs Rushford cried. “He may even be persuaded to do something for Giles.” She glanced slyly at India, knowing her elder daughter’s fondness for her brother. “The happiness of others is at stake, remember. It would be selfish beyond measure to think only of your own.”
India was silent. She knew that statement for what it was. Emotional blackmail was one of her mother’s favourite weapons.
Now Letty, desperate, was driven beyond her usual caution.
“Isham is such a black-looking man,” she wailed. “He frightens me! Mama, don’t make me wed him.”
India laid a firm hand on her sister’s shoulder, enjoining silence as she squeezed it gently.
“You find him ill-looking?” Isabel returned to the attack. “Let me tell you, miss, that I was married to the handsomest man in London, and where are we now?”
“I agree that looks are not everything,” India said quietly. “Uncle, I think you said that Lord Isham will return tomorrow?”
“After noon—possibly at four o’clock, or so he hoped.”
“Then may I call on Hester in the morning? I haven’t seen her in this age…”
Sir James hesitated, searching his mind for some reason to put her off. His eldest daughter, with her radical views on marriage, would be certain to advise against the match. Mrs Rushford too had seen the danger.
“Had you forgot, my love?” she asked sweetly. “The vicar is to call tomorrow. He would take it ill indeed if you were not at home.”
It was the first that either girl had heard of the proposed visit, but India understood at once. She was to be prevented at all costs from discussing Isham’s offer with the forthright Hester. She turned to her uncle.
“You are certain that we have nothing left—not even a single guinea, Uncle James?”
“No, my dear, and I am sorry for it, but there is nothing more to be done.” For some reason the question had disturbed him more than any of India’s previous questions. He gave her a sharp look. India was no fool. She must never guess that to pay off her father’s debts he himself had had to find the balance. It meant that repairs to his own roof must wait, but this was a matter of family honour.
She did not question him further. Instead she turned to her mother.
“Mama, shall you object if I see Lord Isham on my own tomorrow? You won’t be well enough to receive him, and there is no need for Uncle to be present.”
Isabel Rushford looked alarmed. “Nonsense, it is out of the question. It would not be seemly. Besides, I am feeling better already…”
“I thought that if I got to know him better…?”
Her mother eyed her with suspicion. “You are inclined to speak out much too freely, India. Remarks such as those you’ve made today would cause him to withdraw at once.”
“I promise not to cause him to withdraw…” India was playing for time. She was suffocating beneath the pressure brought to bear upon her.
“That’s my good girl!” Isabel beamed upon her daughter. “You always had good sense, and after all, it is not as though your affections are engaged elsewhere.” She turned to her brother-in-law. “Sadly poor India did not receive a single offer during her Season.”
“Then that must show a want of taste in our young men,” Sir James replied gallantly. “Now I must take my leave of you, but, my dear girls, do consider carefully. This could be a splendid match for one of you.”
Letty could scarcely wait until she and her sister were alone. Leaving the radiant Mrs Rushford to her dreams of glory, she seized India by the hand and dragged her downstairs to the parlour.
“What are we to do?” she cried in anguish. “Mama has set her heart upon this marriage.”
“I don’t know,” India admitted. “Letty, did you see Uncle’s face when I questioned him about the money?”
“Oh love, you don’t believe that he would lie to us? He would not withhold a penny that was due to us…”
“Of course not, but I suspect that all our assets have not met the debt. I think that he has paid the rest himself.”
“Oh no! That is truly dreadful! But, India, you must not let it sway you. Why did you agree to see Lord Isham? You dislike him so…you can’t be thinking of accepting him?”
“I had to say something. Mama was in a state and getting worse, and Uncle hated all the fuss…” She sighed. “I suppose that I am hoping for a miracle, but we must have more time. How I wish that Giles were here. He might think of something, and Mama will listen to him.”
“What could he do? Like the rest of us he has nothing now. The loss of the estate has been a bitter blow. He longed so much to manage it.”
“I know.” India was lost in thought. “Love, shall you mind if I retire? It’s early, but my head is pounding.”
Letty was all sympathy, but sensibly she refused to fuss. She knew her sister well. India needed time alone.
“You’ll think of something,” she announced with confidence. “You always do…” Dropping a kiss upon India’s brow, she left the room.
India’s mind was in turmoil. Letty’s confidence, she felt, was totally misplaced. For her own part she could see no solution to their problems other than to agree to this repugnant marriage. The Rushford family must no longer be a drain upon the stretched resources of her kindly uncle.
Her hope now was that Isham would find her unacceptable, but there she was torn with indecision. That might