She felt a tinge of excitement, she had learned that Bridie Marchant would be here and Arian was curious to learn more about Paul's death. It appeared to be accidental but was that the truth? She paid the driver. âPerhaps you will call back for me about ten o'clock tonight?' she said and the man grunted and gave what she took to be a nod of assent, though by the look on his face, it wouldn't do to rely on him too heavily.
Rosie let her into the house and took her coat with a smile. âIn the parlour, miss, there's a lovely cheerful fire burning in the hearth. The other visitors have arrived already and Mr Daniel is home from college.' She giggled, âIt's quite like a party, mind.'
Arian was surprised and a little disconcerted, she had hoped for a quiet chat with Bridie. For a moment she was inclined to flee, she wasn't sure she could cope with a crowd of people right now. But then, she was being welcomed into the room by Ellie who took her hands and led her to a chair near the warmth of the fire.
âYou look frozen, come on, warm yourself, have some mulled wine, it's delicious.'
The first few minutes of her arrival were taken up with greetings, polite enquiries were made regarding her health and Arian accepted a glass of warm wine with a feeling of being swept away on a tide.
Bridie leaned forward, her eyes shining, her hair falling in curls around her forehead. She looked surprisingly young and beautiful but then she was obviously in love with the man who hovered so attentively at her side, Arian thought with a stab of envy. It did not seem appropriate to raise the matter of her husband's death, not in the face of such happiness.
âCollins has decided to make an honest woman of me,' Bridie said quietly.
What a change in a woman, Arian thought, once Bridie had been a bitch of the first order but then an awful lot had happened to her over the last few years. Pain and loss had tempered her nature, apparently bringing out the best in her.
Daniel entered the room followed by Caradoc and Boyo, the men were laughing noisily. Arian felt alone, a woman without a man in tow. âCongratulations,' she said quietly to Bridie, âI hope you will be very happy.'
âI'm sure I will,' Bridie said slowly, her eyes on Collins who had gone to stand in a group with the other men. Arian leaned back in her chair as Dan moved into the centre of the room.
âWe have been discussing Evan Roberts, the man who headed the revival in Wales last year. It seems he had gone into hiding in Leicestershire with the Penn Lewises. Been burning the candle at both ends, by all accounts, and needs to rest.' He paused for a moment and then, as a silence greeted his words, he continued to speak. âStill, the effects of his ministry are being felt everywhere, the criminal lists are non-existent, the courtrooms empty, he has accomplished a great deal in his short career.' Another silence caused him to colour. âI'm sorry, I'm being a bore, acting the preacher.' He smiled, âAll that is about to change, we men are going outside to take a look at the tannery buildings. Boyo wants to discuss some alterations he feels would improve the production of the leather.'
It was Martha, the elderly woman sitting back a little from the others, who spoke. âGoing out to the nearest public bar to have a drink and a smoke, more like it,' she said dryly.
Dan held up his hands. âCaught, I confess it all. But we won't be very long, I promise you that.' He smiled, âIt will give you women a chance to talk about weddings and babies and things dear to all your hearts.'
Arian felt disgruntled, weddings and babies were the last things she wanted to talk about. She felt a moment of panic, the time was slipping away and Calvin would be waiting for her. Was she making the biggest mistake of her life by not going to him?
The cheerful voices of the men died away and as if on a given cue, Bridie began to speak. âI hope you'll all bear with me,' she looked across at Ellie. âI want to ask Dan about marrying us, Collins and me. I would like the ceremony to be conducted at home, in my little house in Clydach, would Dan be able to do it, do you think?'
Ellie shook her head, âBut Bridie, I thought you were a Catholic, wouldn't you rather be married in a church of your own faith?'
Bridie looked a little shamefaced. âNot in my condition,' she said. âIn any case, I want it done quickly so that my child has a secure future. I don't want a public affair which it would be in a Catholic church, you understand? In any case, Collins isn't a Catholic, so it would be very difficult to arrange.'
Arian watched as Ellie shook her head. âDan isn't ordained yet, he couldn't conduct the ceremony himself if he wanted to but I'm certain he'll find someone willing to carry out the service in your own home if that's what you really want.'
Arian suddenly felt the urge to be away from here, from the cosy talk of weddings. Bridie must have caught her look. âI'm sorry, I'm being selfish, monopolizing the conversation, it must be a real bore for the rest of you.'
Arian felt ashamed for that's exactly what she had been thinking. âNo really, but I have another appointment, I should have been there at least an hour ago.' She could still make it if she hurried, she could still be with Calvin, surely they could find some sort of compromise that would suit them both?
âBut it's so cold,' Ellie said following Arian to the door, âyou don't want to walk all the way back to town, do you?'
âI'll go down to the nearest street and get a cab, don't worry.' Arian couldn't wait to be away, she had been a fool to try to put Calvin out of her life, she loved him and she needed him. Why had she left it so long to tell him so?
They were in the hall now and Ellie was about to speak again when the door was pushed roughly open. Arian saw a man standing against the light, he looked huge in a greatcoat that reached almost to his ankles, his hair stood up wildly as if he'd been running bareheaded in the wind.
âBack, away from the door,' he said in a harsh voice. âBack in the room there and at the double.'
He edged closer. âI've got explosives tied around my body and any sudden movement might set them off then we'd all be blown sky high so I am warning you, don't try anything silly.'
Arian moved forward, this man was mad but then she had dealt with a madman before, she had been married to one. No-one was going to intimidate her, not ever again. âI'm walking out of here,' she said, âdo your worst.'
She saw his hand lift and then it was as though a sky full of stars was bursting inside her head. Then, abruptly, everything became black.
âMatthew!' Ellie looked down at Arian's senseless figure on the floor and made to bend over her. The sound of laughter drifted from the parlour and Matthew stiffened. âWho have you got here?' he asked gruffly and Ellie felt a sudden surge of hope.
âI've got visitors, the menfolk will be returning soon, you'd better go now, while you can.' As soon as she spoke, she realized she had made a mistake, she had let Matthew know that the women were alone.
âGet in there.' He gestured towards the parlour and, bending, caught Arian's arms. No-one moved as Matthew dragged the unconscious form of Arian into the lighted room. Ellie was pushed savagely against the wall. âAnyone else in the house?'
Ellie shook her head. âNo-one.'
âYou are lying, where's Rosie?'
Ellie bit her lip. âI don't know, I think she went out.'
Matthew stood in the doorway and bellowed Rosie's name. She came hurrying out of the kitchen, rubbing her hands on her apron. When she saw Matthew, she stopped in her tracks and stared at him in bewilderment. âWhat on earth?'
âGet in here with the other women,' Matthew said coldly and Rosie obeyed him knowing by the tone of his voice that it wouldn't do to protest.
Inside the room, Matthew turned the key in the lock. âYou women,' he said, âpush that table against the door.'
âWhat on earth do you hope to achieve by all this, Matthew?' Ellie asked coldly. âThe men will return soon, I mean it, they'll be all over you.'
âShut your mouth.' His eyes were glittering and hard. âI'm the boss here now and you will all do as you are told or I'll set this thing off and we'll all be dead.'
He shrugged off his coat and Ellie saw that a strange metallic box was strapped to his waist.
âSo you'd blow yourself up, too?' Ellie asked with sarcasm and Matthew glared at her. âIf I don't get what I want that is exactly what I'll do. Now sit down all of you and keep quiet.'
âWhat do you want?' Ellie asked. She glanced at Bridie who was white-faced, her hands pressed together as if she was praying. âPerhaps we can settle this before the men return. That way, we will all be spared a great deal of grief.'
âI want money, what else?' Matthew said. âI didn't expect a reception committee, I expected only you and that mealy-mouthed husband of yours to be here. As it is,' he looked round with satisfaction, âmy bargaining power will be that much greater.'
âHow can anyone get you money at this time of night?' Ellie said reasonably.
âYou know the bank manager personally, don't you?' Matthew's tone was equally reasonable. âIf you were to go and plead with him, tell him that it was a matter of life or death, which it is, I'm sure he'd open the vaults for you.'
Arian groaned and Ellie saw her struggle to sit up. She took her arm and helped her into a chair. A small trickle of blood was running down her temple. Arian looked around her as though dazed and then her eyes cleared and became wary as she sized up the situation.
Into the silence came the sound of knocking on the door. Matthew looked up, his neck stiff. âWho is that?' He moved silently to the window and twitched he curtains. âIt's a delivery van,' he said, âare you expecting anyone?'
Ellie felt the absurd desire to laugh. âIt must be Harry Parkins, come to collect his money I expect.'
The knocking sounded again, louder this time. Ellie made a movement but Matthew shook his head. âNo, stay quiet, he'll give up eventually and go away.'
The knocking continued, the sound repeated persistently, beating into Ellie's brain until she felt she could scream. But at last, there was silence.
âWhat now?' Ellie asked. âWill you go with me to the bank? Then I can try my best to get you the money you want.'
He shook his head. âI've a better idea.' He looked round the room. âLet us see, there will be several men, I take it?'
No-one spoke and Matthew took Ellie's hair in his hands, twisting it cruelly. âWell, let's figure it out for ourselves then. There will be the toerag Mrs Marchant is living tally with for a start, Daniel Bennett our preacher, of course.' His gaze wandered around the room. âWho else? Ah yes, Rosie's new boyfriend, the fat Mr Caradoc Jones and lastly that shrimp Boyo, quite a party.'
âSo, they'll be back soon, you can't hold out against all of them,' Ellie said defiantly.
âAh, but I hold all the aces,' Matthew smiled without humour. âI have you ladies and I have the explosives.'
âWhat are you planning to do?' Bridie asked fearfully. Her hands were clasping her stomach as if to protect her unborn child.
âWhy, I'm going to send your worthy menfolk to the bank of course, I'm sure one of them will sway the balance in my favour, it would be in their own interest, wouldn't you say?'
Ellie tried to appeal to Matthew. âLook, just take me with you now, we'll go to the bank together, I'll get you all the money you want.'
He seemed to consider the matter and Ellie's hopes rose, at least if Matthew agreed, the others would be out of danger. Especially Dan, she didn't know what he would do when he came home and found the women virtually under siege.
Just then, there was the sound of hooves on the roadway that ran between the house and the tannery. Swiftly, Matthew moved to the window and peered out through the curtain. âDamn and blast!' he cursed. âThat fool tradesman is back again, he's anxious for his money isn't he, Ellie, how much do you owe him?'
âIt's a considerable amount,' Ellie said quickly, âI told him to collect it tonight because we would be moving out soon, that's probably why he's so persistent.'
âRight, get enough money to pay him and watch what you say, I'll be right behind you.'
While Matthew cleared the furniture from the doorway, Ellie took some coins from her bag trying to think clearly, something must have happened to bring Harry Parkins back to the house so soon, he'd scarcely had time to cover even a mile. She moved to the door and opened it, looking out into the darkness, acutely aware of Matthew standing behind her, just out of sight, his hand on the contraption strapped to his waist.
âI'm sorry to keep you waiting,' Ellie said trying to read the man's expression. She looked past him to where his van was standing a little way off from the house. In the shadows, she fancied she could see dark figures moving across the garden and round towards the back of the house.
Her hopes rose, Dan must have seen Harry Parkins coming away from the tannery and asked him his business. The man had probably complained, emphasized that he was owed money. Dan would have put two and two together, guessed that if no-one had answered his repeated knocking, then something must be very wrong.
She counted out the money, and then stepped back into the hallway. âThank you Mr Parkins, I'm sorry . . .' she got no further, Matthew kicked the door shut and pulled Ellie into the parlour. âYou must think me a fool, I wasn't going to let you stand there giving that man signals that you needed help.'