Bridgertons 5: To Sir Philip, With Love by Julia Quinn

Author:Julia Quinn
Language: fra
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Historical
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2010-05-05T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 10

... you will never know how unfortunate you are, dearest Penelope, to have sisters only. Brothers are ever so much more fun.

—-from Eloise Bridgerton to Penelope Featherington, following a midnight ride in Hyde Park with her three older brothers

"Here are your choices," Anthony said, sitting behind Phillip's desk as if he owned the place. "You can marry him in one week, or you can marry him in two."

Eloise's mouth fell open into a horrified oval. "Anthony!"

"Did you expect me to suggest an alternative?" he asked mildly. "I suppose we might stretch it to three, given a sufficiently compelling reason."

She hated when he spoke like that, as if he were reasonable and wise, and she were nothing more than a recalcitrant child. It was far better when he ranted and raved. Then, at least, she could pretend he was mad in the head and she was a poor, beleaguered innocent.

"I don't see why you would object," he continued. "Didn't you come here with the intention to marry him?"

"No! I came here with the intention to find out if he was suitable for marriage."

"And is he?"

"I don't know," she said. "It's only been two days."

"And yet," Anthony said, idly examining his fingernails in the dim candlelight, "that's still more than enough time to ruin your reputation."

"Does anyone know I was gone?" she quickly asked. "Outside the family, that is."

"Not yet," he admitted, "but someone will find out. Someone always finds out."

"There was supposed to be a chaperone," Eloise said sullenly.

"Was there?" he asked, his. voice perfectly conversational, as if he were asking if there was supposed to have been lamb for dinner, or maybe a hunting expedition arranged for his entertainment.

"She's coming soon."

"Hmmm. Too bad for her I arrived first."

"Too bad for everyone," Eloise muttered.

"What was that?" he asked, but again he used that awful voice, the one that made it clear he'd heard every word.

"Anthony," Eloise said, and his name came out like a plea, even though she had no idea what it was she was pleading for.

He turned to her, his dark eyes blazing, the force of his stare so violent that it was only then that she realized she ought to have been grateful he'd been pretending to examine his fingernails.

She took a step back. Anyone would have when faced with Anthony Bridgerton in such a fury.

But when he spoke, his voice was even and controlled. "You've made yourself a rather messy little bed here," he said, his cadence slow and precise. "I'm afraid you're going to have to lie in it."

"You would have me marry a man I don't know?" she whispered.

"Is that even the truth?" Anthony responded. "Because you seemed to know him very well indeed in the dining room. You certainly leapt to his defense at every conceivable opportunity."

Anthony was talking her into a corner, and it was driving her mad. "It's not enough for marriage," she insisted. "At least not yet."

But Anthony wasn't the sort to let up. "If not now, then when? One week? Two?"

"Stop!" she burst out, wanting to throw her hands over her ears.

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