Her diamond necklace was gone.No.Oh, no.Panic shot through her, for the diamonds were worth nearly a thousand pounds.
Hannah threw open the door to her room and fled down the stairs.Keeping toward the wall, she tried to avoid notice.
She hid behind the doorway, searching the floor of the ballroom, but saw nothing.Nothing by the refreshment table, either.
Thoughts of the lieutenant’s hands around her throat made her wonder.Had he unfastened the clasp?She didn’t want to believe that he’d taken the diamonds, but the last time she remembered wearing the necklace was in his presence.
With fear in her throat, she sought him out.The lieutenant wasn’t among the ballroom guests, but instead, he stood alone on the edge of the terrace.Before him, the boxwood hedges rose tall, like silent sentries.
His arms were crossed in the ill-fitting formal wear, causing the seams of the coat to stretch against his shoulders.
“I beg your pardon,” she murmured, stepping towards him, “but may I speak with you a moment, Lieutenant?”
His gaze flicked across hers, but he shrugged.“Aren’t you afraid of your father?I believe it isn’t proper for a lady to be in the company of a soldier.”
She ignored his mocking tone.She knew well enough that what she was doing was highly improper.“I must ask you if you’ve seen my necklace.I’ve lost it, you see, and—”
“You think I took it.”
His posture had changed, and she wished she hadn’t spoken.Just like her father, he was a man of pride.Soldiers valued their honor above all else, and she’d just insulted his.
Hannah chose her words carefully.“The clasp may have slipped when you—when you touched my neck.I thought it dropped where I was standing.”
That sounded reasonable enough, didn’t it?Surely he wouldn’t take offense—
“I stole nothing from you.”A hard edge accompanied his remark.“And there’s nothing of yours that I want.”
His harsh words stabbed her pride.He wasn’t merely speaking of the necklace any more.Hannah forced herself to nod, though her cheeks were burning.“I didn’t mean to imply anything.”
“Yes, you did.I’m the only man here who would need diamonds.A man without a fortune.”
“You aren’t the only one,” she argued.“But that’s neither here nor there.You don’t have the necklace, and that’s that.”
She gathered her skirts and strode toward the rose garden without bidding him goodbye.Rude, yes, but she had no desire to speak to him any longer.It was possible that his wayward fingers had loosened the clasp, and the necklace had fallen on to the ground when she’d walked outside.
The idea of the lieutenant being a thief didn’t sit well with her.He was her brother’s friend, and she wanted to believe that there was honor in him.
Her headache had intensified to an unbearable level, as though someone were bashing rocks against her temples.The sooner she found the necklace, the sooner she could rest.
Hurrying toward the rose canes, Hannah dashed back to where she’d spoken with her father last.She retraced her footsteps, searching everywhere.But there was nothing.She turned the corner, only to stumble into Baron Belgrave.
“Oh!I’m sorry.I didn’t expect to see you here,” she apologized.The moonlight spilled a faint light over his face, and his gloved fingers withdrew something glittering from his pocket.
“Were you looking for these?”
Belgrave held out the diamonds in his palm, and Hannah breathed a sigh of relief.“Yes, thank you.”
She reached for them, but he pulled his hand back.“I saw them lying on the ground after your father escorted you back to the house.”He returned the necklace to his pocket and held out his arm for her to accompany him.“I thought you might come back for them.”
Hannah didn’t take his elbow, for she had no desire to walk alone with the baron.Her instincts prickled, for she had once again crossed the line of what was proper.If anyone saw them unchaperoned, the gossip tales would spread faster than a house fire.
But he had her necklace, and she needed it back.Reluctantly, she placed her hand upon his arm.Perhaps if she gave him a moment, he would return the jewels.
The baron led her away from the house, and with each step, her headache worsened.When they neared the stables, Hannah had endured enough.“Lord Belgrave, give me my diamond necklace, if you please.”
And go away.Where were her father and brothers when she needed them most?
Belgrave’s hawkish face appeared fierce in the moonlight.Diamonds or not, she’d made a terrible mistake in approaching him.She took a step backwards, wondering if she dared flee.
