To Tempt an Earl
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"Yes. Wait a moment." The butler left her on the doorstep but returned less than a minute later.
"Mrs. Pott will be conducting your interview in the parlor. If you'll follow me."
Carlotta tried not to appear too curious as she studied the bachelor lodgings of one of the most notorious rakes of the ton. Dark woods covered the walls and rich rugs softened the floors. It was pristine and clean yet dark and brooding all at once. As she glanced about, she decided it had to be from the lack of light. For it being daylight outside, it was quite dark inside.
The butler opened a door that was already slightly ajar and waited for Carlotta to enter. As she did, a plump woman no younger than sixty years greeted her. She was cheery, her cheeks rosy and her smile warm. Carlotta felt a bit more at ease.
"I'm pleased to meet you, Miss Standhope. You come on excellent recommendation," the woman greeted warmly.
"Thank you."
"Where are my manners? Forgive me, darling. I'm Mrs. Pott, his grace's housekeeper. You'll have to excuse me. I'm not accustomed to interviewing governesses. Please, come and sit. Let's have us a chat, shall we?" She gestured to a chair opposite her and Carlotta sat.
"Murray? Would you please have tea brought up?"
The butler nodded and disappeared.
"Now then, why don't we begin with you telling a bit about yourself, Miss Standhope."
"I'm nineteen this year, Mrs. Pott, and well versed in Latin, French as well as classic literature, mathematics and some of the more popular sciences. I studied under my own tutor until recent circumstances required me to seek my own employment." Carlotta held her breath, hoping the words she'd rehearsed were neither too rushed nor divulged too much information on her current straits.
"I see. You're quite the educated woman it seems." Mrs. Pott nodded.
"Thank you."
"Now then, have you experience in how to conduct one-self in social situations? The duke has become the guardian of three young women, all in need of guidance not only in their formal education but in other social graces."
"Yes, I'm able to guide them in the various social situations they'll likely encounter being associated with his grace," Carlotta responded confidently.
"Lovely. His grace plans on moving the girls to his country estate in Bath. Do you have any connections that would prohibit your moving from London?"
"No." Yet her heart pinched. Bath was awfully close to Garden Gate. What miserable torture to be so near one's home yet so completely away at the same time!
"Delightful. Then, Miss Standhope, I'm extending the offer of employment to you, should you wish to accept. You seem very well suited for the position and with such a glowing recommendation, I'd be daft to not welcome you to his grace's staff."
"Thank you, Mrs. Pott. I humbly accept." Carlotta barely resisted the urge to let out a huge sigh of relief. That had certainly been much easier than she had anticipated.
"Now then, that's settled. We'll have us a spot of tea and then I'll take you to meet your charges. They are currently staying here, but will be traveling shortly. I'm assuming you'll need to quit your current lodgings as well?"
"Yes, it shan't take long."
"No need to worry. I'll have Murray task someone with fetching your belongings and ensuring your account is settled."
"Oh, there's not need, I can—"
"Of course there's a need my dear. You'll find that, being in the duke's employ that, while his reputation is less than above reproach, he is generous and kind to those he employs. I'm quite sure he'd be put out if I did any less for you, my dear."
"Well, thank you." Carlotta tried to be gracious but all she could think of was the sorry state of most of her clothing due to the muddy descent from the carriage. Hopefully, whoever collected her belongings wouldn't look too closely.
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