Miss Harcourt’s Guardian Pt 2
I woke in a bad humour, alone, unrelieved with the sun well up and a host of undone tasks from the prior day I had wasted on Miss Harcourt, so I toiled mightily doing the work of three or four until at length the sun dipped and I rested. Sadly thoughts of Miss Harcourt leapt into my consciousness at the most inopportune moments and so when I set to sorting out father’s accounts it was of no surprise that the name Harcourt at once jumped out at me. It was when I selected the ledger from a year ago by mistake, a payment in the name of Harcourt, from Messrs Newboulton and Biggin,and quite a considerable sum paid at the very end of July. No such entry appeared for the last year but identical ones …