the way you peered back. You should have lowered your gaze as any decent woman would. Now you are tainted by him.â
Catherine forced herself to laugh. If Winnie knew that Catherine had done a good deal more than look at him recently, had actually welcomed his kiss, sheâd no doubt expire on the spot.
âHe was striving to intimidate. Iâm not one to be intimidated. It seemed the perfect opportunity to demonstrate that part of my character,â Catherine said.
âWhat you demonstrated was that you are willful. No man wants a willful wife.â
âThen no man shall have me, for Iâll not change to please him.â
âWhen you love a man, you will do anything to gain his favor.â
âEven allow him to beat you?â
Winnie flinched, and while Catherine regretted the harshness of her words, she didnât know how else to make her dear friend listenâfor her own good. âLeave him, Winnie. Come with me. Weâll go to my fatherâs house in the country. Youâll find sanctuary there.â
âDo you have any idea how furious my husband would be? He would find me, Catherine,and he would kill me for so blatant a betrayal. I have no doubt. He is a proud man, and when his pride is threatenedââ
âHe strikes out at you, because he hasnât the courage to face his own weaknesses.â
âYou think so poorly of him.â
âWhy should I think otherwise? I see what he does to you. You strive to hide it, but I fear a day will come when it canât be hidden.â
âNot five minutes ago, you were asking if he kissed me. He does and sometimes itâs very lovely.â
âLovely? No. A kiss should be all-consuming, make your knees weaken, your heart poundâ¦â Her voice trailed off as she shook her head. She was getting carried away, remembering Claybourneâs kiss.
âCatherine, what have you done?â
âNothing.â
âYouâre acting most peculiar and your descriptionâ¦Have you had a dalliance?â
âDonât be ridiculous.â
âThen why this sudden interest in kisses?â
âIâm simply trying to determine why you put up with all that you do. What does he give you that makes any of it worth it?â
âIt is a womanâs place to stand by her husband.â
Catherine squeezed Winnieâs hand. âWinnie, Iâm not your family who insists you be the good daughter and the good wife. It breaks my heart to see you suffer like this.â
Tears rolled from Winnieâs eyes. âOh, Catherine, sometimes he terrifies me so. They say hisfirst wife was clumsy and fell down the stairs. And his second slipped in the bedchamber and banged her head so hard on the floor that it killed her. I knew these tales, but I didnât doubt the veracity of them, not until after I was wed. He is so charming when he is not angry. Oh, but when he is displeased, he is most frightening.â
âThen leave him.â
âI canât!â she ground out. âThe law will not protect me. He can claim that I abandoned him and the law will give him my son. My family will be mortified and not stand beside me, and my husband, dear God, Catherine, the fury he will exhibit will pale in comparison to anything he has revealed before. I know it as surely as I know that our tea has grown cold. It will be miserable for everyone. Itâs best if I simply accept my fate and strive to appease him in all matters.â
Catherine released Winnieâs hand and leaned back. âOh, Winnie, I hate what he has done to you. The physical abuse is bad enough, but what he has done to ruin the lovely woman who resided inside youâI shall never forgive him for that.â
Grimacing, Winnie reached across the table and took Catherineâs hand. âI know how headstrong you can be. You must never confront him about this matter, you must never let on that you know. If he feels