Sharpes Havoc   ::   Корнуэлл Бернард

„If you’re married, ma’am, then it’s none of my business,” Sharpe said, „because I can’t take a married woman away from her husband, can I?”

„No, you cannot,” Kate said, „and we were indeed married this morn-ing.”

„My congratulations, ma’am,” Sharpe said, then stopped to admire an old grandfather clock. Its face was decorated with smiling moons and bore the legend „Thomas Tompion, London.” He opened the polished case and pulled down the weights so that the mechanism began ticking. „I expect your mother will be delighted, ma’am.”

„It is none of your business, Lieutenant,” Kate said, bridling.

„Pity she couldn’t be here, eh? Your mother was in tears when I left her.” He turned on her. „Is he really a colonel?”

The question took Kate by surprise, especially after the disconcerting news that her mother had been crying. She blushed, then tried to look dignified and offended. „Of course he’s a colonel,” she said indignantly, „and you are impudent, Mister Sharpe.”

Sharpe laughed. His face was grim in repose, made so by the scar on his cheek, but when he smiled or laughed the grimness went, and Kate, to her astonishment, felt her heart skip a beat. She had been remembering the story Christopher had told her, of how the Lady Grace had destroyed her reputation by living with this man. What had Christopher said? Fishing in the dirty end of the lake, but suddenly Kate envied Lady Grace and then remembered she had been married less than an hour and was very properly ashamed of herself. But all the same, she thought, this rogue was horribly attractive when he smiled and he was smiling at her now. „You’re right,” Sharpe said, „I am impudent. Always have been and probably always will be and I apologize for it, ma’am.” He looked around the hall again. „This is your mother’s house?”

„It is my house,” Kate said, „since my father died. And now, I suppose, it is my husband’s property.”

„I’ve got a wounded man and your husband said he should be put in the stables. I don’t like putting wounded men into stables when there are better rooms.”

Kate blushed, though Sharpe was not sure why, then she pointed toward a door at the back of the hall. „The servants have quarters by the kitchens,” she said, „and I’m sure there is a comfortable room there.” She stepped aside and gestured again at the door. „Why don’t you look?”

„I will, ma’am,” Sharpe said, but instead of exploring the back parts of the house, he just stared at her.

„What is it?” Kate asked, unsettled by his dark gaze.