BoneBrain
Everything's Shiny Cap'n
Hugh found the dinner to be quiet enjoyable. He had settled into the idea of a party now and took part in the planning discussion during the first course. The thought of it made him feel rather excited, the idea of perhaps asking Adelaide for a dance was more than enough encouragement. His thoughts were jerked back to the present when Elizabeth began her tale about dear old Aunt Lydia. The idea of Aunt Lydia hurling a teacup at Harold brought Duncan to joyous laughter. He smacked Hugh on the back sending a piece of food down his throat wrong. Hugh coughed for a few moments and managed to get the fit under control with a healthy gulp of wine.
"Ah Aunt Lydia bless her soul. I must hear more about this teatime suitor." Duncan wiped a tear from his eye and he shook his head at the idea. "She still is such a character he told the group. Lydia has retired to London for her health. She went through a nurse each week until we found her match naught but a month ago. Lydia has thrown many a teacup at her current nurse Hannah, but Hannah just goes on as if nothing has happened. It's made Lydia rather sour, but in a most delightful way. I was just with her before I journeyed here. But she does send her well wishes." Duncan said.
"Aunt Lydia does indeed enjoy meddling." Hugh agreed, though he spoke it adoringly. "She was so against us joining the regimen that she wrote so many letters to our commanding officers demanding we come home and take up our fathers business."
"Father owns a rather large fleet of ships" Duncan supplied for those that did not know. "Aunt Lydia did get her way a few years ago, we returned home and after our father passed we spent some time getting the business in order, but now it seems we have things handled and have nothing but time on our hands." Duncan leaned back after his tale. His plate was finished and looked quite content. It was no secret the Montgomery's had lost their father some five years ago. Hugh remembered the talk and the tears, but had never shed any tears of his own.
"This was a most excellent meal." Hugh said after talk of Lydia.
"Ah Aunt Lydia bless her soul. I must hear more about this teatime suitor." Duncan wiped a tear from his eye and he shook his head at the idea. "She still is such a character he told the group. Lydia has retired to London for her health. She went through a nurse each week until we found her match naught but a month ago. Lydia has thrown many a teacup at her current nurse Hannah, but Hannah just goes on as if nothing has happened. It's made Lydia rather sour, but in a most delightful way. I was just with her before I journeyed here. But she does send her well wishes." Duncan said.
"Aunt Lydia does indeed enjoy meddling." Hugh agreed, though he spoke it adoringly. "She was so against us joining the regimen that she wrote so many letters to our commanding officers demanding we come home and take up our fathers business."
"Father owns a rather large fleet of ships" Duncan supplied for those that did not know. "Aunt Lydia did get her way a few years ago, we returned home and after our father passed we spent some time getting the business in order, but now it seems we have things handled and have nothing but time on our hands." Duncan leaned back after his tale. His plate was finished and looked quite content. It was no secret the Montgomery's had lost their father some five years ago. Hugh remembered the talk and the tears, but had never shed any tears of his own.
"This was a most excellent meal." Hugh said after talk of Lydia.