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Charles Whitehurst

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    Lord Langdon

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  1. It was an ungodly hour for anyone but the servants of an aristocrat's household ... and an officer of the Life Guard about to leave for the palace. He had ordered the guard around the King doubled this morning. Charles had not slept well, worrying about all sorts of plots. All the cold water splashed in his face could not change the tired look on his face. Unfortunately, he did not have the luxury of time to sleep away the morning. His horse, Fireshot, had been readied, as was his custom. Cook had a warm biscuit waiting for him. Elam had polished his boots to a shine. Now, the soldier was set to leave. It was then that his man announced the arrival of Darlene! Had something terrible happened to her? Ordinarily she would not be about at this time. She was shown in at once and a kettle of tea was put on the stove. Not caring who might see his affection for Darlene, he rushed to her. His plumed hat sat on the hall table waiting for his exit. The hat was ignored as he rushed forward to take her hands in his, a worried look on his face. "Darlene, dearest, what has happened? Is there some emergency?"
  2. The morning had been spent investigating the murder at the palace. The Earl of Langdon, Colonel of the Langdon Regiment, Major of the Life Guard and Steward of Somerset Palace now sat in his office at Somerset Palace with windows overlooking the Thames. Too many plots were washing over him. He had been planning to confront one villain on the morrow with Sam, but now there was a murder at the palace and Sam had learned which ship had likely brought the Savoyards to London. Were they potential assassins for the Duke of York, or were they merely enemies of the Duchess of Savoy? He could not take chances. Summoning Sam Gillis and his brother Bradley to his office, it was time to move forward on each plot. It was a time for action and it made the world seem somehow more vibrant to the young officer. These were the times he lived for -- danger and honor.
  3. Charles slowed his rush when he saw there was a gathering of gentlemen, including his brother Bradley. It did not seem that either lady was in imminent peril. What's all this then? "Ladies, gentlemen," Langdon greeted the group calmly as he approached. His father had advised him many times that a gentleman should always be calm in the face of adversity. It was doubly true for an officer to exhibit bravery and project calm to his men. Having Bradley, Ranelagh and Etherege present meant he needed to project leadership as well. Ranelagh mention a dead Dutchman or German. The presence of blood suggested murder rather than a medical collapse. Pulling forth his handkerchief, he handed it to Nicolette. It was a small gesture of chivalry in that one handkerchief was unlikely to remove the blood from her body, but it was a gracious gesture. "Mademoiselle, please take my handkerchief. Are you injured? Do you require a doctor?" Anne Elizabeth had no apparent blood on her person, so he assumed she was fine, but he inquired nevertheless "milady are you injured?" Surveying the scene, he turned to his brother to see if there was anything that he might report. Pausing but a moment to determine how he should address his brother, he opted to honor his rank and not use his familiar name. "Lieutenant, please alert at once our Life Guard details around the King, Queen and the Duke of York that there has been an apparent murder and additional vigilance is in order." The Life Guard's principal duty was the protection of the royals after all. "Now then, who came upon the body?" He looked to Nicolette first. "Did anyone see anything that would be helpful to catching the culprit?" He gaze widened to include everyone as he knelt to take a closer look at the victim. Did he know the man? By the plain dress, the man might be a Puritan or even a servant. "Was he in this position when he was discovered?" Charles asked as he surveyed the man to determine whether a blade or a bullet did him in.
  4. He had arisen early to accompany the King on his walk but had been distracted along the way. It was common to detour through the privy gardens, especially in the Spring. In his Life Guard uniform, as was standard for him at the palace, Charles heard a commotion. Was that a scream? Charles was ever a lord on the lookout to protect the King, fight crime, and rescue someone (especially a lady). As such, his instincts took over and he rushed to the scene.
  5. Charles Whitehurst

    EASTER 1678 | Saturday Services *closing*

    Charles and Catherine It seemed that Catherine was taking his warning seriously. Good. Charles liked it when ladies seemed biddable when it made sense. Nodding his agreement, it was quite possible that the villain would not be sent to prison for some time. Catherine asked him a question that did not raise his guard. Rather, he thought her merely curious. "I have something he wants badly and he may try anything to get it." There was not much more time to speak as the service was beginning. It was just as well.
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    EASTER 1678 | Saturday Services *closing*

    Charles and Catherine "You would not have missed me if I was wearing green and hiding behind the shrubbery," he retorted. "Your passion for me would guide you like a homing pigeon." He assumed that she was fine or she would not have come to the event. Still, it was polite to ask. She reached to take his hand to place upon her tummy. In private that would be endearing. In public it would be inappropriate. He resisted her tug at his hand. "Later in private," he whispered. What would Darlene or Davina think, or any lady, if he was seen laying hands on a woman that was not his wife? Not everyone knew that Catherine was his mistress. In fact. it might just be a few. Importantly, the Duke of York knew. "I cannot this week," he continued. "I am planning to trap a blackguard and make an arrest later in the week. Fret not, it will not be too dangerous. I should not be with you if things should go wrong and his brigands attempt to kidnap you to retaliate against me. In fact, it would be best to send your maid for food and lock yourself in until I send you word of the arrest." It would be one less female to interfere with his plans and give an excuse to keep his distance while courting Darlene.
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    EASTER 1678 | Saturday Services *closing*

    Catherine Sedley approaching Charles "Well, you certainly had no trouble finding me," Charles quipped in return. "If you are desperate enough, you can find anyone," he smirked. "How are you feeling ?" he asked with concern, dropping the game for the moment.
  8. Charles Whitehurst

    interrogating the Servants April 7 morning

    "Thank you for your assistance," Langdon offered in an appreciative voice. "You are both free to go, but under orders to speak not of this encounter." Once they were gone, Charles agreed with Sam. "Yes, seven o'clock." It would mean an early morning. "Let us have two troopers in support to follow. The two of us will intercept the coach. I will bring the dagger. Shall we plan on it for Tuesday?"
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    interrogating the Servants April 7 morning

    Upon returning to the room, the coolness was apparent. It made Charles wonder if this was the way of marriages. Would he have heated exchanges with Darlene? Would they not want to speak with each other? Things had been roses for them to date. Had they ever had a real argument? Not really. "You can go shortly," he offered. "I just need to know the best time to intercept your master's coach when he leaves for the evening, so that I might have a chat with him."
  10. Charles Whitehurst

    EASTER 1678 | Good Friday Service *closing*

    CW and John Churchill "She made it seem as though she was doing me a personal favor, giving me a chance to be a hero rather than ordinary diplomatic channels," Langdon explained without intent to deceive. "On the other hand I have learned not to trust her. Whether she does this out of friendship or manipulation I know not." Nodding that the Prince had surrounded himself with able gentlemen. "Still it is best to be forewarned. I know that the Prince shall be well protected." There was a separate company of the Life Guard assigned to protect York as well. As for the plots of ambassadors, the young officer knew little. "Frankly I know little more than whispers of plots in general. Whether this is connected some how, I know not. What I know is Savoy is beholden to the French and I do not trust the French." There was a need to distance himself from the French given his closeness with Savoy in the past. "I am available at the call of His Highness and I will keep you informed of any major progress." There was little more to say at this point.
  11. Charles Whitehurst

    EASTER 1678 | Saturday Services *closing*

    He had been outside, trying to look fine in his uniform and going through the motions of the security of the royal couple. Rather, he tried to note each face that entered the chapel. For men, he wanted to see that he knew each and there were no nervous looking strangers. For ladies, he preferred to spare his glances for the ones he knew. There was Darlene, of course, who attracted a good amount of his gaze. She was sitting with Frances Cavendish, a lady he knew well enough. Darlene was, Charles hoped, viewed as an ally of the Cavendishes. She had lived with the elderly Duke of Newcastle for a time. He had given her his house. She was friends with the Duke of Ablemarle's wife, who was the eldest sister to Frances. So, it was only natural that the two be sitting together. He saw the French shrew Caroline arrive. He was reminded that he may have agreed to go riding with her as part of some peace overture. Frankly, he did not trust her. The other French lady was a cousin of the Earl of Basildon. At least she was a Protestant. Still, the French could not be trusted. He saw Susan Herbert arrive. Perhaps she missed him. She was a fine young lady and an ally. She would make a powerful lord an excellent wife. He needed to inform her of his plan, except she would want to go with him and confront Lewin no doubt. Maybe it was best to keep silent. She was will a gentleman that was unfamiliar to him. As such, the man would bear watching. Sophia arrived and she was looking for someone. It was then that he saw Davina arrive. His heart stopped for a moment. She was looking fine as always. Would she come up to him and put him in an awkward spot? He hoped not. Things had been left unfinished between them, although they had not spoken in weeks. Not that Darlene had reentered his life, how was he to proceed with Davina? He knew what he would be praying about.
  12. Charles Whitehurst

    interrogating the Servants April 7 morning

    "There is no one I would rather have at my side," he offered as a reward for her dropping notions of him wearing a disguise. It was also true. He completely trusted Sam and she was an excellent soldier. "Very well. Bring a pistol and a dagger for yourself. In close confines we will not be able to use our swords." In fact, they would get in the way. "Let's go back and discover when the best time would be for us to remain cloaked outside his house awaiting his coach to depart." He was ready to rejoin the quarreling couple and get that last piece of information. Sam could contact the coachman they had just released and arrange the whole thing.
  13. Charles Whitehurst

    EASTER 1678 | Good Friday Service *closing*

    CW and Captain Churchill With a smile and nod to the departing lady, Charles turned his attention to John Churchill. "Good day. Yes, rather festive." Signaling Churchill to follow in a direction more private, Charles continued in lower voice. "I have received rather disturbing correspondence from Savoy. I am well acquainted with the Duchess and her son, as you may know. The Duchess seems to think that some Savoyards are en route to London to do harm to His Highness. Though Savoy is a Catholic state, I suppose there could be those that wish ill to our Catholic heir. Savoy has done a shameful thing of persecuting innocent Protestants, but why the Protestants might wish His Highness harm, as opposed to the Duchess, remains a curiosity," he revealed as they walked. "The Duchess is a wily creature, so she may have sent the letter for her own purpose, perhaps that I might arrest some Savoyard Protestant refugees as potential assassins. So, this could be entirely false. Nevertheless, I am having the port watched for Savoyard arrivals. These efforts may not prove effective, so I thought to pass along a warning ... just in case she is correct. If you might look to increase diligence around his person, I shall ask the Life Guard to be more vigilant as well."
  14. Charles Whitehurst

    In Search of a Evening Cup of Tea April 7

    Was it not happiness that all sought in the end? It was just that different people found it through different ways. One of the truest ways was to share it with one you loved while making love. That was more than sufficient for the two that found themselves in the pursuit of happiness in the Biblical way. And so it was that Charles forgot about the worry that lingered over him that day -- of Catherine Sedley and his unborn child. There would come another time to discuss it with Darlene, most likely in a setting less suited to such a revelation. Given Darlene's proficiency with gossip, it was amazing that she had not heard of it already. ~fin
  15. Charles Whitehurst

    interrogating the Servants April 7 morning

    Not sure any of this was helpful to his investigation, the Earl found himself listening to the words while weighing the strategy best taken. "I can only say that there may be rumors about things." That seemed like an answer that said nothing. Perhaps he might have a career in the law, if not politics. Why were things not simple? Lewin was a shady character surely but his activities were hardly suspicious. There was no activities that he could interrupt at a critical moment to convict the man. There was an emotional let down as Charles realized that the evidence against Lewin was threadbare. Still, the idea of thrashing the man into a bloody pulp seemed oddly uplifting. England had become too civilized for that. So too should have been the Earl of Langdon. Out in the hallway, hoped that Sam had a brilliant solution. Unfortunately, it was more plots involving disguise and deception. When frustrated, Charles preferred a sword fight or a fist to a face. "He has to know who I am Sam," he whispered. "The weaponsmith identified me. He sent ruffians that I fought. He penetrated the hidden passages in the palace. He has probably observed me enough that he would have a chuckle if I approached him in a tavern, No, it would have to be someone he does not know." He was about to suggest that Sam attempt it, but he did not wish to put her in harm's way. "What if I wait for his coach to depart for his usual haunt?" His plan was still unfolding in his mind. "The coachman stops for me and I enter the coach, catching him by surprise and ask him what he would offer for the dagger and why it is so important. Maybe he will be more truthful in the privacy of the coach. If he attacks me I'll have the dagger and my pistol. I'll tell him I'll not sell the dagger without a good story to compel me to part with such a conversation piece. He cannot run away, so who knows what story he will tell?"
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