My Highland Rogue
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Ellen smiled at both of them. “Love is never too much, my darling child. Whatever sacrifice it requires, whatever you give up, it’s never too much. Besides, Gordon isn’t giving up his heritage, Jennifer. He’s simply choosing you.”
When Jennifer looked at her, Ellen continued. “Don’t you see? He wasn’t raised to be an Adaire. The heritage, the legacy doesn’t mean as much to him as you do.”
Ellen glanced at Gordon. “From what I’ve come to know of you, you thought about this decision at great length.”
“I have,” he said. “The title’s not as important as Jennifer.”
“But you’re an Adaire. The world should see you as one,” Jennifer said.
“I’m myself. That counts as more.”
Ellen walked up to Gordon and kissed him on the cheek. “Indeed, it does. The only bad thing about your decision is allowing Harrison to remain the Earl of Burfield. He doesn’t deserve the title. Nor will he do it any good.”
“He’s out of money,” Gordon said. “He owes me a fortune. I’ve given his markers to Jennifer as a wedding gift. Perhaps she can use them as leverage over his behavior.”
Ellen laughed. “You’re very like your father, you know. Title or not.”
Jennifer looked up at Gordon. “You’re going to do this, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
She sighed. A moment later, she stood and walked to the window. The carriages were still arriving, hundreds of people invited to witness their marriage.
A surprise guest was Mrs. Farmer, who looked splendid in her finery. Lauren and her father had already arrived, but Ellen had deliberately not invited Harrison. No one had heard from him in weeks. Mrs. Thompson was here from Adaire Hall, along with a great many of the staff. She was going to have to be honest with them about Adaire Hall’s finances if Harrison didn’t face his responsibilities. Perhaps they would like to move to Edinburgh and come to work for Gordon and her.
How could she allow him to give up so much for her? The extent of Gordon’s sacrifice humbled her.
He’s making his own heritage. The thought was so much like Gordon. Very well, together they would create a future for themselves. She’d be beside him every step of the way.
All that truly mattered was that they were free to love each other.
She turned, finally, looking at Gordon. “I love you,” she said. “I’d do anything for you.”
“I know that,” Gordon said. “I feel the same.”
“How can I possibly equal what you’ve done?”
“It isn’t a race, Jennifer. It’s our life. Our life together.”
Gordon pulled Jennifer into his embrace. A second later they were kissing.
Ellen sighed. “Do you want to get married? Today?”
They separated and looked at her.
“Go and let her get dressed,” Ellen said. “You’ll have plenty of time together as soon as you’re married.”
“Don’t take too long,” Gordon said, smiling. “I’ve been waiting too many years as it is.”
That necessitated another kiss.
Author’s Notes
The Alhambra was a famous music hall in Victorian London.
An attorney in Scotland is called an advocate.
Queen Victoria was administered chloroform during the birth of her eighth child, Prince Leopold, in April 1853 by Dr. James Snow. After the birth, Dr. Snow became the darling of the elite of London.
It was considered bad luck to give compliments to a newborn or to put him in a new cradle. Similarly, it was considered bad luck to have water touch his palms for fear that it would affect his ability to acquire worldly goods later in life.
It was customary to put a bit of silver in a new baby’s cradle. Women were encouraged to stay in bed for at least two weeks following childbirth, at least those who didn’t have to work for a living. A midwife was normally called a howdie, or a handy woman. A doctor was rarely called in the case of a birth.
In Scotland, it was considered a mark of disrespect if a funeral took place before a set number of days elapsed. The timing differed depending on where you lived in Scotland, but it varied anywhere from three to nine days. Most of the funerals in this time period were held at home and then the body taken to be buried. Women did not go to the churchyard for the burials.
The body was placed in the best room in the house/cottage and wrapped in a winding cloth. Women often made their own winding cloths. It was common for a married woman to make her husband’s winding cloth as well. They were stored in chests with the best linen for when they were eventually needed.
Adaire Hall was modeled after several great houses of Scotland.
Scottish terms:
Trittle-trattle - trash
Cludfawer - an illegitimate child
Merry-begotten - illegitimate
Dreich - gray, rainy, drizzling weather
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