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.""You're not going to go all prudish on me, are you? If I am to treat him properly, I'll have to see parts of his body.""Not all parts, my inquisitive little sister.""Henry." She was about to remind him that she'd seen Edmund Mallam rolling naked in the grass but thought better of it.There were some things she couldn't discuss with him, no matter how dear he was to her.Nor did she want to think about Edmund, naked or otherwise."Don't force me to get all big brotherly and forbid you," he said."Just take his boots off.I promise I'll only tend to those wounds from his waist up.Anything below that he can tend himself.""And you can only come in here if you're accompanied by one of the maids," Henry said, tugging off the left boot."Good lord!" Strapped to Coleclough's ankle was a small knife about the length of a middle finger.Lucy parted the edges of his shirt, revealing fine black hair and more scars on his chest."Do you accept my conditions?" Henry asked."If you cannot, we'll have him transported to Stoneleigh.""Oh.Yes.Of course." She couldn't take her eyes off that scarred patch of skin.What did the rest of him look like? Did he have hair everywhere?Coleclough's eyelids fluttered open."Mistress Cowdrey." He swallowed heavily."Sir," he said to Henry." I–I 'm sorry… ""Shhh," she whispered, resting her hand on his brow.It was hot and damp."Rest.There's no need to talk and certainly no need to apologize."He gave her a weak smile and settled into the pillow.Matilda entered carrying a basin and ewer.Linens hung over her arm.Jane the scullery maid followed, carrying a tray with jug, cups, bread and cheese."Cook thought ye both might be thirsty after yer ordeal, mistress," Jane said."Thank you, and thank Cook for me.Matilda, get bandages and see if we have any Solomon's Seal ointment." Both maids left.Henry remained."Help Mr.Coleclough to sit up," she told her brother.She gathered the other cushions and propped them behind him, then poured ale into the cup and handed it to her patient.He took it in both hands and drained it.She filled it again, but he didn't drink."Hungry?" she asked."No, thank you." He seemed surprised by that."I'm almost always hungry.The maids tell me I eat more than anyone they've ever known.Perhaps I ate just before… " He looked down at the cup then set it on the table near the bed."Perhaps you did," she said quietly.She dipped the linen in the basin she'd filled with water from the ewer and cleaned around the head wound.He grunted but said nothing."Tell me if it hurts too much, and I'll stop."He didn't speak as she gently washed away the blood, but he did wince often, and once she heard his teeth grinding.By the time she'd finished, the water in the basin was red.Matilda returned with the bandages and a small jar then left again.Lucy dabbed some of the ointment on a clean square of linen and gently applied it to the wound.Coleclough tensed and hissed through his teeth."I know it stings," she said, "but it'll help seal the wound." She folded a small cloth and placed it against the wound and directed him to hold it as she wrapped a bandage around his head."Thank you," he said, when she stood back to admire her handiwork.He was certainly a polite man.She'd give him that.Not at all ill-mannered like he'd been on their first meeting."Mr.Coleclough, do you mind if we, uh, remove your jerkin and shirt.I need to see your other injuries."He glanced at Henry who had sat down on the chair near the table, his elbows on his knees, watching."I don't know if you ought to…""I need to see," she said.He blushed.Surely he couldn't be embarrassed? Such a man would have revealed much more than his bare chest to a woman before."Better do as she says," Henry said."She may look meek, but she likes to get her own way.""Henry," she snapped.Her brother laughed.Coleclough's blush deepened.She helped him out of his jerkin and when it came to his shirt, she wished she'd got him to remove it before she'd put the bandage on his head, but they managed to get it off without too much difficulty."Oh," she murmured, his shirt bunched up in her hands."Oh my." She didn't know where to look.He was covered in bruises.No cuts, thankfully, but the purple blemishes were everywhere—on his chest, shoulders, stomach."You poor man," she whispered.Henry swore softly, shook his head.Coleclough seemed surprised too.He looked down and studied himself."Are your, er, legs sore? Do you think they're bruised?""They feel fine." He spoke absently, as if his mind were elsewhere.He was gingerly inspecting the bruises on his chest, or so Lucy thought until he said, "Where did all these scars come from?"Lucy peered closer.So did Henry."They look old to me," Henry said, sitting back in the chair again."I'd say they've been there for years.""Years?" Coleclough shook his head."Impossible.The only scars I have are on my back from… " He cleared his throat but didn't finish the sentence.He glanced up at Lucy through his thick lashes and pressed his lips together."From what, Mr.Coleclough?" She laid a hand on his arm."I think you'd better tell us.It may shed some light on the mystery of what happened to you.""I doubt it." He sighed and sat forward."Take a look on my back [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]