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whereas Miss Gertrude was tall and painfully thin, with curly red hair and freckles. Amy found it hard to believe they were even sisters. Their usual flowered dresses matched each other’s, as did their navy-blue-and-white-striped straw hats.

The ladies made it their responsibility to be sure everyone was aware of their deep devotion to the church, although their love of gossip canceled out some of the good they did.

“Yes, it is lovely out today,” Miss Gertrude said. “Lady Amy, sister and I were considering joining the lovely book club that you are a member of.”

Eloise almost choked trying to keep her laughter in.

“Is that right?” Amy said, her eyebrows climbing up her forehead. “You do know we read murder mysteries, do you not?”

Miss Penelope giggled. Actually giggled. “Yes, we know that. We think it might be quite titillating to read about such things.” She looked over at Miss Gertrude. “Don’t you agree, sister?”

Miss Gertrude nodded so enthusiastically that her hat became loose and slid to the bridge of her nose.

Eloise was now red-faced, and Amy feared the poor girl would choke to death if the conversation did not end soon.

“Well, we would certainly be happy to have you join us,” Amy said, as Eloise mumbled something and walked away.

Thank you, Eloise. ’Tis so nice to have the support of friends.

“We meet on Thursday evenings at the Atkinson and Tucker bookstore around eight o’clock. Do you know where that is?”

“Oh, yes. We know where you meet.” Miss Penelope linked her arm into her sister’s. “I look forward to seeing you Thursday next.” She nodded, and the two of them walked off, their heads together, whispering furiously.

Well, that was certainly surreal.

“Are you ready to leave, Amy?” Aunt Margaret had broken away from the group she and William had been speaking with.

“Yes. I just need to find Eloise. She’s wandered off somewhere.”

Once they had all gathered, Aunt Margaret, Amy, William, and Eloise climbed into the Wethington carriage, which, fortunately, was a good-sized vehicle.

“Whatever would make Miss Gertrude and Miss Penelope believe they would enjoy reading about murders?” Eloise asked.

“What?” Aunt Margaret asked.

Amy grinned. “It seems the Misses O’Neill have been hiding a penchant for murder mysteries. They said they wanted to join our mystery book club.”

Aunt Margaret laughed. “That will be quite an interesting meeting to see. If I didn’t abhor reading about grisly, gory, bloody murders, I would go just to see how it all goes.”

Amy huffed. “We don’t always read about grisly murders. It’s a mystery book club, which means we read all sorts of mysteries. The Sherlock Homes stories are not gruesome at all. Well, not usually, anyway.”

“But you read Edgar Allan Poe, don’t you?”

Amy shifted on her seat. “Yes. On occasion.”

Eloise decided to add to Aunt Margaret’s condemnation. “And we’ve read a couple of your books too, Amy. They can be quite terrifying.”

“Thank you so much for that, Eloise.” Amy glared at her.

Eloise laughed. “Oh, give off. You know I love your books.”

The ride from the church to Amy’s home didn’t take very long. There was continued speculation on why the two ladies from the church wanted to join a mystery book club, but no one seemed to come up with a logical reason.

They all climbed from the carriage and made their way up the steps and into the house. It took a bit of time for them all to remove their outer garments, hand them off to Stevens, and then proceed upstairs to the dining room.

“Oh, I smell lamb,” Aunt Margaret set as she sniffed the air. “My favorite.”

They each took their regular seats, and Amy shook out her napkin and placed it on her lap. “I have decided to become a vegetarian.”

Three pairs of eyes looked in her direction. “What?” Aunt Margaret said, her hand poised over her glass of wine.

“I have decided that it is more ethical for the animals and better for my health to refrain from eating meat.”

“No meat?” William asked. “How very odd.”

“What will you eat?” Eloise asked as she passed the platter of lamb to Amy, who shook her head and handed it to William.

“Vegetables. Hence the word vegetarian.” Amy piled potatoes and peas on her plate. She also selected a piece of warm bread and buttered it.

William shook his head. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, and I’m sure it’s not healthy.”

“Not so,” she said, placing a forkful of lovely buttered potatoes in her mouth. “Did you know we have a Vegetarian Society right here in England? It was established in 1847, and by 1863 it had eight hundred and eighty-nine members.”

“A lot of eights,” William murmured.

“Have you joined?” Eloise looked at her lamb, shrugged, and popped a piece into her mouth.

“Yes. I have. I haven’t yet attended any meetings, however. In fact, I’m not sure they hold meetings, but I sent in my application form and fee two weeks ago.”

“Amy, I must say, you never cease to amuse me,” Aunt Margaret said, biting into a piece of lamb and making a rapturous sound. She chewed and swallowed and looked over at her niece. “I wonder what you will entertain us with next?”

CHAPTER 3

William tried his best to set aside every Thursday evening for the Mystery Book Club of Bath meetings. It was one of his favorite things to do and he looked forward to it each week.

As he dressed for the meeting, tying his cravat into an acceptable knot, he thought about his life, which was quite pleasant and satisfying. With the book club, seeing friends at his gentleman’s club, attending church, enjoying a few dances at the assembly every Saturday, and putting in enough hours each week with his holdings and investments to keep his finances solid, he’d always been a contented man. Until recently.

Despite his mother’s pushing him toward the altar, he’d found himself thinking more and more that a wife to come home to each evening and to raise children with might not be a bad idea. A smart, funny, agreeable woman with whom to share

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