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He grinned and kissed her neck. “Really? So how about we seal the deal?”
“Oh, absolutely,” Maureen said.
Their lovemaking was slow and tender this time and Maureen did indeed show Geoffrey what a wonderful husband he was to her.
Geoffrey called Tessa into his office in the morning. Tessa knew this was not her father’s usual schedule and was nervous as she perched on one of the chairs in front of his large, mahogany desk. She watched her father close the door and settle in his office chair. He was a large man, standing around six-foot three and close to two hundred fifty pounds, and the chair creaked a little under his weight. Geoffrey looked at her for a few moments without saying anything.
Tessa knew he was sizing her up, much the way he did a business opponent. He was looking for any weakness. She lifted her chin and looked him in the eye.
“What’s on your mind, Papa?” she asked.
Geoffrey smiled inwardly at her bravado. She was tough as nails and it made him feel good. Whoever she did eventually marry wouldn’t be able to run roughshod over her. He wanted his daughters to be appreciated and loved, not ruled over. At least with Tessa, he knew that wouldn’t happen.
“Your mother has informed me that the two of you have come up with a proposal on which you agree. She brought this to me last evening and wanted to know if I approve,” he stated.
Tessa fought the urge to fidget, knowing it would be a signal of her nervousness.
“Yes. That’s true. Both of us thought it reasonable and beneficial to both parties,” she said.
Geoffrey barely contained his smile at her use of business lingo. Apparently she was paying attention somewhat during their dinners with his colleagues. “If I agree to the terms set forth, what do you intend to do with the extra time you will have on your hands?”
Tessa was stunned. She hadn’t given any thought to that. Her father was waiting for an answer and her mind spun as she tried to come up with something acceptable. She decided on honesty because her father would be able to see through any lies she invented.
“I haven’t considered that, simply because I didn’t think you would agree to this.”
He nodded. “That’s understandable. However, if I agree to this, I expect you to come up with a worthy way to fill your time. I’ll not have you simply lying around eating bonbons and such.”
Tessa grinned. “When have you ever known me to lie around eating bonbons?”
“True. You’ve always been active. It was annoying as hell when you were a little girl,” he confessed. He didn’t often swear in front of his girls, but Tessa was not as sensitive as their other two daughters.
“Is it my fault that I take after you, Papa?” she said sweetly.
He frowned. “You know, it’s rather irritating that everyone keeps reminding me of that.”
“You’re full of it. You love it and you know it,” Tessa teased.
“Back to our subject. I’m serious about you spending your time on something worthy. I don’t care if it’s a charity or some type of education. You have a fortnight to decide. I expect an answer within that time frame. As of this moment, there will be no more parties, but if you do not uphold your end of the bargain, the agreement is null and void and the parties will resume,” he told Tessa.
She could see her father was dead serious and even though she was thrilled with his answer, Tessa kept her happiness in check for the moment. “We are agreed.”
Only then did he smile again. “You are incorrigible. Now, come give me a kiss goodbye. I must get to the main office in town.”
Tessa jumped up and went around the desk and hugged her father. She planted a huge kiss on his cheek. “Thank you, Papa! Have a wonderful day. I love you.”
“I love you, too. Now, off with you,” Geoffrey said gruffly.
Tessa wanted to run from the room, but walked out in a lady-like fashion. She mounted the stairs and kept her composure until she reached her room. Once there, Tessa ran to her bed, buried her face in her pillow and shouted her joy. Then she got up and twirled around the room, performing some moves that would have made anyone watching think she’d gone mad.
A weight had been lifted and now Tessa could start to live life somewhat as she wanted. She lay back on her bed and began thinking about what she would do with her extra time. There would be extra time because she didn’t have to spend hours preparing for and attending the dreaded parties. During the season, it wasn’t unheard of to have an event almost every night.
If she became involved in a charity, it would mean more functions and because that was what she was trying to avoid, she decided against it. What could she do educationally? Society had little use for truly educated women, although her father was very forward thinking in that respect and had made a large donation to Chatham College for Women in Shadyside, an affluent area of Pittsburgh.
She decided to contact them to make an appointment to visit. The idea of taking a few classes was appealing to her. It would certainly be something different and she would meet new people, too. Tessa ran downstairs to tell her mother the news.
One month later found Tessa miserable yet again. There were only two of her courses she liked, English and history. The others were lost on her. She discovered an aptitude for writing and constantly scribbled down notes, which she rewrote and expanded upon later. Tessa tried her best at the mathematics courses, but she couldn’t seem to grasp anything higher than beginning algebra. Her sister Claire put her to shame by being able to complete the whole book, and correctly at that.
The foreign language courses were interesting, but it was really the English class that was fascinating to her. She’d been studying other writers and trying to learn as much as she could about the great writers throughout history. Her professor was very pleased with her progress and told her that she had wonderful insight and wrote beautiful, descriptive passages.
Tessa would have liked to have dropped out of the other courses and only kept writing. However, Tessa knew if she did, the parties would begin again. Therefore, she kept going to classes while trying to come up with another solution.
One day after class, Tessa asked her English professor, Mr. Rothwell, about what made for great writing.
He thought for a moment and then said, “You have to experience life, pay attention to the little things, and know your subject. Research is the key to writing an accurate, meaningful article, or writing anything worth reading, actually.”
Tessa took that nugget of advice to heart. Over the next couple of months, she observed everything in her neighborhood and around various parts of the city where she traveled. She soon became aware that there was little in her life that was different to write about. Tessa needed to travel to other lands and experience new things, but she would never be permitted to do that.
Lying in bed late one night, Tessa thought about running away to follow her dream. Her vivid imagination began concocting various scenarios that would allow her to do that. She would need money. She had some in her account, but her father managed that account and would know if she took any out. But if she waited to take it out right before leaving, he wouldn’t be able to do anything about it. She fell asleep dreaming of escaping to pursue her dreams.
At breakfast, Tessa once again scoured the newspaper. An unusual advertisement caught her eye.
The Brooks Agency is seeking eligible women of good reputation to correspond with gentlemen from the West who are seeking a wife.
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