Chapter 127
It was late January when they returned from St. Andrews
With St. Patrick’s Day approaching in March, Sinclair & Klein had granted a hang meskond.
The day Thalia returned from St. Andrews, she caught infinenza at the airport and fell. After redeg
all intravenous treatment at the hospital, she spent her days confined to bed, with Mary preparing and bringing her meals.
On St. Patrick’s Eve, Mary delivered lunch to Thalia’s room as usual.
Thalia coughed several times and wiped her nose with a tissue. “Mary, tomorrow’s Parks Day. You world finish up today and have the weekend off to celebrate with your family.”
Mary looked hesitant. “But you’re still poorly, love. Who’ll look after you if I’m not here!
“It’s just a nasty cold, nothing to fuss about.”
Mary suggested, “Perhaps I ought to take you to the Winters estate. I’d feel much better knowing your family’s looking after you.”
Randolph had called a few days earlier asking when she would be joining them for the holiday.
Thalia had originally planned to return home as soon as Sinclair & Klein closed for St. Patrick’s weekend, but this bout of influenza had been particularly severe. With Lucy at home and Randolph having recently been discharged from hospital, Thalia feared passing the virus to them and had postponed her return.
“I’d better not go back just yet,” Thalia replied. “I’ll pop round once I’ve recovered.”
Mary was concerned. “Will you be on your own tomorrow for St. Patrick’s Day? Why not come and spend the holiday with my family?”
Thalia shook her head. “Mary, don’t forget you’ve got elderly Mrs. Turner at home. What if I passed this on to her?”
Only then did Mary remember the frail elderly woman in her household. If someone like that caught influenza, it could be life–threatening. She scratched her head, “Well…”
“It’s fine, I can manage perfectly well.”
“If you’re quite sure…”
After lunch, Mary conducted a thorough cleaning, making every room at No. 1 Grosvenor Square spotless, then went shopping for holiday provisions.
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Having completed these tasks, Mary opened Thalia’s bedroom door. “I’ve done a bit of shopping, love. There’s plenty of food in the fridge and I’ve left some of those fancy biscuits you like on the coffee table.”
Thalia lay in bed, nestled under the duvet with only her head visible. “Thank you, Mary. You’ve been ever so kind.”
“I’m off now. Ring me if you need anything at all.”
“I will. Happy St. Patrick’s Day, Mary.”
“And to you, love.”
After leaving the estate, Mary still worried about Thalia.
out her phone and
hospital, with no sign of improvement. She’s insisted I take the holiday off, but I’m
alone.”
heart tighten. “What’s wrong with her?”
going round at the airport. She fell ill immediately
“I understand.”
Asher immediately called James, informing him of Thalia’s
check on her.
Charlotte called
tell me you were ill? Are you on your own at home
hoarse by her cold, “Yes, it’s just a cold. I’m
better.”
pop round later,
IV treatment a couple of days ago. The doctor prescribed medication, and after two days I’m almost recovered. I’ve just taken my medicine and plan to have
Charlotte replied with concern.
no need to
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be daft. What are
hour later, Charlotte rang Thalia’s doorbell
the faint sound of footsteps could be heard from
door with weak, unsteady steps.
the pale, sickly face that
with little energy. “I’m
“I’ve brought our family doctor. Let’s have
“All right.”
the doctor gave her an
should be better by tomorrow, Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief. “Tomorrow’s
St. Patrick’s Day.
awash with green, as people celebrated with parades
until she
found several missed
her friends Emma and
she had recovered or wishing her a happy
returned Randolph’s call, saying she would
us for lunch? We’ll hold
eleven o’clock. There was still
be
residence, she spotted the familiar Cullinan in the distance. Checking the number plate, she confirmed
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Winters estate, so Thalia would inevitably pass the Blackwood property on her
wheel tightened, her heart filling with bitterness.
Patrick’s celebration would be held in
Winters estate was also a lavish affair.
roast beef with Yorkshire puddings, there was also Irish smoked salmon, Dublin Bay
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