But Jason added, "Jacqueline has Jeremy with her, and Percy, and her four-man escort. She must still be in the city and is just delayed for some reason. That she didn't leave a note means she expected to be home before she was missed. She's probably going to show up here any minute."
They all stared at Jason for making that prediction, then immediately turned to Amy again. Amy rolled her eyes. "I'm not a bloody magic ball. I'm sensing nothing about this situation, which you should take to be a good sign, no harm, no danger, no disaster. I haven't had any special feelings a'tall since yesterday when I shared with Jack that she's found her man."
"Her man?"
"The one for her. And she got quite angry at the suggestion, flatly denying it. But she was also excited about the masked man. But as I said, as of yesterday, she still didn't know who he is-unless she lied to me." Amy shook her head. "No, she wouldn't do that. Maybe she found out who he is or figured out how to find him."
"So you think she's gone off to meet him and dragged Jeremy along as a chaperone?"
Amy shrugged. "As good a guess as any."
"Now that sounds like something Jack would do," Roslynn put in. "Especially if the man posed a mystery to her and she hasn't solved it yet. But I do agree with Jason. They are probably just delayed in getting home."
"We can't depend on that," Georgina said. "We need to start looking for her. I'll make a list of Jack and Judy's friends here in the city. The rest of you, figure out where an innocent rendezvous might take place in case she did run off to meet that man from the ball."
"A restaurant, since she left near dinnertime."
"It's way past dinnertime, but that's not a bad idea."
"The man's hotel if it has a restaurant. If he's new to town, he might be staying in one and could have suggested they dine there. And Jeremy is chaperoning her."
"But we don't know his name."
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"Won't need to know," Danny said. "If they've gone to either a restaurant or a hotel, her four-man escort will be waiting outside and will be easy to spot. Jeremy took his chaise, that's also easy to spot."
Jason started giving orders. "We need more men for the search in case she doesn't walk in the door soon. George, send a man to every Malory household in town to collect all available footmen. I need to attend to something, but won't be long. I imagine she'll be back by the time I return."
"What the devil, Jason, where-?"
Anthony didn't finish his question because his eldest brother was already out the door. Georgina had started crying again on Edward's shoulder. Anthony sighed and dropped down on the sofa next to his wife.
"Are we sure we've searched everywhere for a note Jack might have left to explain where she went?" Edward asked Georgina gently.
"Her room, mine, the parlor. The maids are still searching the rest of the house, though Jack would have left the note in a place where I'd surely see it."
"Who was manning the door today?" Danny suddenly asked.
"That would be me," Artie said, standing just inside the parlor door.
"So you got left behind this trip?"
The two old salts who'd sailed with James during his ten-year absence from England usually drew straws to see which one would accompany James if he sailed without the rest of his family. But Artie was shaking his head.
" 'E left us both behind with the womenfolk this trip," Artie grumbled. "We were to guard them with our lives-fat lot o' good we did, eh."
"Nonsense," Danny told the ex-pirate. "Amy has assured us there's no danger yet, and for the time being we're going to assume there won't be. But did Jack receive anything today out of the ordinary?"
"A single rose, same as the one she got yesterday. She took them to her room."
"I saw the two roses on her vanity when I looked earlier," Anthony remarked, "lying side by side."
"Were there notes with them?"
Anthony leapt up from the sofa and headed for the parlor door. "We only looked for notes that Jack might have written to George. Bloody hell, didn't even think to look for any others written to her."
Chapter Sixteen
JACQUELINE HAD NOTICED THE last time Bastard abducted her how circumspect he was about his body. She'd thought at the time that he must be badly scarred and wanted to hide it from her. Why else would a pirate not want to get undressed in front of her? Now, he was doing it again, getting into bed with his clothes on, removing only his belt and boots. The last time he'd never changed clothes in the room, either. When he'd needed fresh pants and a shirt, he'd leave the room with clean clothing. To do what, change out on the deck? That must have gotten a few snickers from his crew.