Chapter 22
Week 7, Instructor Calendar, March 1898
Between the coffee and the proposal, Concordia barely slept at all. She smothered yawns throughout her morning classes.
She returned to Willow Cottage to find Miss Hamilton waiting in the parlor. She stopped short. “Weren’t we supposed to meet this evening?”
“I was anxious to learn how last night went,” Miss Hamilton said. “Do you have a few minutes now?”
Concordia glanced at the mantel clock and nodded.
After glancing down the empty hallway, Miss Hamilton closed the parlor door. “Did you learn anything?”
“Did I ever.” It had been quite an evening of discovery, in fact, but Concordia pushed David firmly out of her mind. She wasn’t ready to talk to Penelope Hamilton, or anyone, about her engagement yet. Engagement. Mercy.
She recoun
