I Killed Him – pt 28

Chapter Twenty Eight John never returned from his office. Margaret and Branson departed from the stable area and never passed where John could see she was riding on top. “You know where we’re going, right Branson?” “I know exactly where we are going and which cottage. We will park the team at some distance, Miss, so he will not know we’re coming. I will enter first with my pistols in hand. If he goes for a weapon, I will shoot at his toe. I want you to be able to talk to him and give him your doctored whisky. However, … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 27

Chapter Twenty Seven John and Frederick talked into the night, finalizing plans. Both agreed the pressure and anxiety were reaching an alarming pace, but nothing would stop them now, except death – for someone. They would have a meeting early the next day with the others; tell them all they knew and set the last plans of participation. Everyone would meet at the office around ten in the morning, including Branson. As the plan seemed laid out, all the men would meet in the morning. Afterwards, Frederick would continue to scout Hartford. At four in the afternoon, everyone would meet … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 26

    Chapter Twenty-Six Frederick watched as Hartford fell in step with the workers entering Marlborough Mills. Hartford pulled his cap down over his eyes and his clean cut hair in the back. A whistle blew somewhere on the property, and hundreds of people exited the sheds, thus blurring Frederick’s view of his quarry. Finally, he knew he had lost him. He would have to stand and wait for the crowd to clear out before finding him again. Frederick inched over towards the house, so he’d know if Hartford tried to enter there. He waited.   Margaret, went to the … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 25

    Chapter Twenty Five “John, I cannot possibly pull that over your head.” “Here. You sit on the edge of the bed. Part your legs a little bit so I can get close enough for you to pull it over my head.” Margaret did as she was told, ensuring her nightdress was pulled down properly. John snuggled between her knees and lifted the bottom of his shirt to give her a start. As he felt it being pulled from his body, he was exhilarated. No one had done that for him before tonight. When the shirt was removed, Margaret … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 24

Chapter Twenty Four Grant Hartford was nearing Milton after giving his horse to a young lad along the road, a mile or two from the third station from London. From there, he walked to the nearest station and boarded the train. He had hired a coach to take him from the train station three stops before Milton. He knew his training, and should the Army be now warned about him, he knew how they would think and react. He paid the driver good money to keep his mouth shut should he be asked about him. Grant had the driver drop … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 23

Chapter Twenty Three There were now eight men gathered in a small room at the precinct. John, Frederick, Maxell, Adam, Branson, Nicholas, Detective Boyle and Inspector Mason all were jammed close in the interrogation room. “Who might you be?” Asked Detective Boyle of Nicholas Higgins. “He’s my friend and business partner,” said John. “He knows of all of this, has assisted in the relocation of Frederick’s fiancé, and will be involved in Margaret’s protection on the mill grounds.” Boyle looked at Mason for reassurance and saw an affirmative nod. “I don’t think I’ve ever had a case that proceeded as … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 22

Chapter Twenty Two   That sat together in silence. Margaret knew beyond all doubt that pleading with John would be hopeless. She would do the same thing if she were in his place. Actually, she realized she could do the same thing in her own place. She knew that she could lose John for the sake of herself. Margaret couldn’t live with that. She had to find a way to keep him from possibly being hurt or worse. He could be killed. He could be hung. Begging, pleading, crying, groveling, sulking, threatening to commit suicide, may all have to come … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 21

Chapter Twenty One It was well past dark when Greta assisted Margaret to the parlor. “Mrs. Thornton, you have had your evening pill, correct?” “Yes, Greta, before my bath. You are excused for the evening. Should something come up that my husband cannot assist me in, or I prefer to have your help, I will ring, but don’t look for it.” “Goodnight, then, to the both of you.” John and Margaret said their goodnights to Greta. He turned off the gaslights and banked the evening fire. Even though it was nearing fall, northern England was cool and damp in the … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 20

Chapter Twenty   “Margaret, how did you sleep my love? Was the bed comfortable?” “It was comfortable but a bit lonely.” John kissed her. “There are two people downstairs waiting to see you. One is your nurse. I think her name is Greta. The other person is a surprise.” “Now, you know Mr. Bell isn’t going to be a surprise. Has the detective left?” Margaret asked? “Yes, everyone has left except your guest. Should I carry you or would you like to try the steps.” “I’m feeling good after my sleep. With your help, I’d like to try a few … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 18

Chapter Eighteen John opened the door to the Shaw’s and a smartly dressed young man with perfect posturing in a red-coat. No one was going upstairs until he knew who this man was. “Good afternoon, Miss Shaw, Mrs. Shaw, and you, sir, are?” Maxwell extended his hand. “I am Maxwell Lenox. I am betrothed to Edith.” “Oh yes, do come in. I am John Thornton, husband to Margaret Hale Thornton,” he said for good measure. As the four came up the steps, John asked, “Are you the brother of Henry Lenox?” “I hope you will not hold that against me, … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 17

 Chapter Seventeen Margaret tried to reach for the parcel that Edith had left at the foot of the bed. John retrieved it for her. “What’s this,” he asked. “My frock to wear home and some undergarments. I won’t wear the corset, of course.” Margaret stalled as she waited for the obvious to be mentioned. “Don’t be alarmed, my love. I will dress you since there will be no corset.” “But . . .” “But nothing, my dear sweet wife. You can deny me nothing, remember?” John said to smooth the sticky moment for Margaret. She smiled, through her weeping that … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 16

 Chapter Sixteen “Good morning, Margaret. You look happy this morning. It must be because you are going home with that handsome husband of yours.” “Yes. Do you know he spent the whole night with me in that chair, holding my hand? I woke in the middle of the night and found him still here.” Outside the room, Branson heard that endearment about the Guv, and it reaffirmed that his boss was a passionate man. Those were sides he’d never shown to anyone, but Branson had always felt were there. He hoped to be that way, himself. “I’ve brought you a … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 15

Chapter Fifteen Grant Hartford began to assess the damages. He was damned to know how everything had gone wrong so quickly. It was the backhand to her face and the forceful sexual performance he had expected. That had worked in the past, but this time he’d gone too far with a woman who was a lady. He pulled a sheaf of paper from his drawer and thought he’d start with a list of ‘irons in the fire.’ He sat there for a while. The list was blank. The only thing he knew for certain at that time was that Margaret … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 14

Chapter Fourteen John spent the next hour with Cook, finishing up what could be needed at the house. He was surprised to find that he wasn’t quite as naive as he previously thought. He had to concede that living with the woman he loved meant he gladly had to survive with a lot of stuff around him. Soaps, and ribbons, combs and feminine needs where going to need their own room, he laughed. “Has anyone changed my dresser around? I know there was room that could be made.” He asked Cook “Jane has done that, sir. There are a few … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 13

Chapter Thirteen   Adam arrived at the hospital only to find John and Margaret in a conference with the doctor. He heard words in regards to a nurse coming to the house for a week, so Adam went back to the waiting area. While sitting with the newspaper that he had recently shown John, he saw Mrs. Shaw and Edith walk over to the information desk. It appeared they left quite early. Adam sighed. This seemed like it was going to be a long day. As the Shaw’s were directed towards Margaret’s room, Adam caught their attention and they stopped … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 12

  Chapter Twelve Twilight was falling, and so were Margaret’s eyelids. John could see her fighting sleep and knew he should leave. It was difficult to pull himself away. He wanted to lie beside her. He lifted her hand, kissing her palm and bent over to kiss her slightly parted lips. He could feel her breath as she slept. His emotions were becoming undone. He would seek out the doctor and see when she could come home with him. John inquired at the registration desk as he neared the hospital doors. “Mr. Thornton, I will check for you. He may … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 11

Chapter Eleven If Margaret thought she had been in a weakened state before, it was now officially confirmed when John walked through the door in his exquisite evening attire. He had a yellow rose in his lapel and a yellow rose nosegay for Margaret. He handed Nicholas and Adam yellow roses for their apparel and went directly to Margaret. Peggy moved away and everyone walked out of the room to give them privacy. Nicholas even closed the door behind them. John knelt at Margaret’s feet. “I love you more this minute than any time before. Are you ready to be … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 10

Chapter Ten Captain Hartford returned to post with explanations to his Commander. He had entered his Commander’s office with great hesitancy only to be buoyed by the fact that nothing seemed out of order. Surely, there would be a severe questioning session if Miss Hale or Detective Boyle had come to him with any suspicions. Grant wondered how long it would be before Miss Hale was found, dead or alive. She had to have taken her own life as she admitted she had been thinking of doing. There could be little hope of reconciliation after all this time, if she … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 9

Chapter Nine Dr. Wagner saw the break in her face as some or all realization began to sweep over her. Margaret turned her face into John’s chest and wept loudly. John kissed her softly on her hair. “Can we have time alone,” he asked. “I want to get her through this part, myself.”   John waited for the room to empty and the door to close. Margaret was clutching feverishly at his arm that held her hand. He could not allow her to back away from him now. Although she hadn’t heard the worst, maybe she didn’t have to. “Margaret. … Read more

I Killed Him – pt 8

Chapter Eight Captain Grant Hartford was attempting to move about his study in an upright position. Having his trousers fully closed compelled him to walk stooped over so that the fabric didn’t chafe against his injured manhood. If marrying Margaret Hale was now definitely out of the question, he felt like killing her. Tomorrow he would return to his barracks and resume his duties. His manservant knocked on his door and entered. “A Detective Boyle to see you, sir.” “A Detective?” “Yes, sir. Shall I show him in?” “Yes, by all means.” Hartford didn’t like the sound of this, but … Read more