Chapter 24
Week 8, Instructor Calendar, March/April 1898
You shall more command with years
Than with your weapons.
I.ii
The parlor fire at DeLacey House burned brightly in the grate, but it could do nothing for the chill Concordia felt after watching David stalk off without a word. She should have told him everything when she’d had the chance.
But she didn’t have the luxury of dwelling on that now. Mr. Rosen stood waiting for Concordia to take her seat.
“Tea, Mr. Rosen?” Miss Hamilton offered, gesturing to the tray.
“Got any coffee, miss?”
“I’m afraid not,” Miss Hamilton said.
“Then no, thanks. I cannot abide tea. Only fit for the sickroom.” Rosen sat and put his hat on a nearby chair. “Ladies, what can I do for you?”
Concordia glanced at Miss Hamilton. How much should they reve
