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Tricked by the Lady Georhiana

Tricked by the Lady Georgiana pt 1 “Did you sleep well you Mr Hardy?” His Grace asked as I came down for break fast. “Indeed I did Your Grace,” I confirmed. “Nothing like the clean crisp Devonish air!” he averred. “No indeed, nor like a crisp clean Devonish maid!” I chuckled. He looked at me quizzically. “The chamber maid Your Grace,” I explained, “Bessie, most welcome on a cold crisp Devonish eve.” “Are you saying you bedded Bessie, Mr Hardy,” he demanded. “Why, was that not the intention?” I asked, “When she came to my bed at mid night?”. “God god no man, she’s barely fourteen years!” he stormed. I stood in shocked silence, “Fourteen? surely not?” “If that, you disgust me sir!” he said and turned stiffly away. Of the maid herself there was no sign, I kept my own council at break fast and determined to complete my survey as soon as I may and be gone from this intolerable torment. If I rushed and skimped then my task to survey His Grace’s estate for a new railway could be completed in a short time and I could be gone away on the morrow. I felt ill, I admit the maid was unwilling at the moment I claimed her but till then she enticed me, right from when she appeared to turn down my sheets at nigh on mid night and seduced me with her whorish perfume and wiles. I was gone as soon as I may, rushing across moor and vale alike with sextant and maps such as they were skimping and guessing so all may be done as quick as could be before I returned to the portals of the Hall once more. ...

... His Grace was there and his children, the voluptuous Lady Anne, the rake like Lady Georgiana, and the young Lady Alice for sons had he none, and there too a rather shamefaced Bessie with His Graces’ lawyer Dawkins. Justice Draco and a constable also awaiting me as I was directed to the servant’s hall. “Mr Hardy, at last,” His Grace sighed, “We expected you an hour since.” Bessie the young maid was tearful indeed, His Grace continued, “I have interrogated the maid and she denies all Mr Hardy, what cruel jape are you playing upon us? Or is it misplaced loyalty on the wenches part ?” “I know only that I knew a maid carnally in the night, I thought you sent her, I know little enough of aristocratic ways,” I confessed. “Well whores for surveyors is not one of them,” His Grace continued, “Confess girl or it shall be to your detriment.” “No, I am pure still,” she insisted. “Daughters, leave us,” His Grace insisted, and when they were gone he ordered, “Strip the wench, we’ll thrash honesty into her, we have no place for liars here.” “Please no!” Bessie cried tearfully. “I say sir this is harsh,” I insisted. “Harsh, carnality with a child Hardy, you’re looking at a ten guinea fine man, officers have hung themselves for shame for less,” Justice Draco opined and he continued, “Admit it wench, Mr Hardy has confessed.” “No, ‘twas not I,” she pleaded. “What say you Hardy?” Draco asked. “Well I plugged some wench and no doubt, but seeing was dark and the face in shadow, but she were a maid ...