Catherine Coulter - Bride - 9 by Lyon's Gate

Author:Lyon's Gate [Gate, Lyon's]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-16T23:42:23.778000+00:00

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“I say,” came an astonished voice from the doorway, “there is no more tea in the pot.”

Hallie looked at the elegant man she’d once believed she’d loved, once believed was as near a perfect man as her father. She said to the kitchen at large, “Heavenly groats, was I mad and blind, or simply stupid?”

“Oh dear,” said Petrie, trying to wipe his face and clean off his linen all at the same time, “I should be hung perhaps, but not drawn and quartered. My lord, I pray you will forgive my unforgivable negligence in my duties. I will fetch you tea immediately, sir, well perhaps not exactly immediately, if you will see and comprehend this niggling obstacle that confronts me.”

“Of course my good man.” Lord Renfrew gracefully inclined his head. “Good God, Hallie? Is that you on your knees? The only thing left white about you is your teeth. What are you doing in here? Surely—”

“Sir,” Hallie said, not moving, “please take yourself off, or if you must, at least take yourself back to the drawing room.”

Angela said, “She’s right, my lord. I would never forgive myself were you to get a single black speck on your beautiful pearl-gray tailcoat.”

“It’s true that a gentleman should not take careless chances with his appearance,” said Lord Renfrew and backed quickly out of the kitchen.

“I wish I could stick his head in the oven,” Hallie said, rubbing her arms, streaking the soot.

Jason wrapped Mrs. Millsom’s hand in a soft washing cloth, assisted her to her feet and eased her ample self into a chair. “Martha will take care of you, Cook. Rest for a moment.”

Mrs. Millsom looked ready to swoon again. Martha quickly stepped close, propping her up.

Jason began backing out of the kitchen. “I will see to the dandy in the drawing room.”

“Elgin a dandy?” Hallie said, a newly blackened brow arched. “Surely not.”

Jason grew very still. “Did you say Elgin? Wasn’t he the fellow who brought back the marbles from Greece?”

“Well, yes, but Elgin is Lord Renfrew’s first name.”

To her surprise, Jason’s face turned grim as any reaper’s. “He’s the one, isn’t he, Hallie?”

“Well, yes.”

“What the hell does he want? Why the devil is he here?”

“Stop tearing into me. I don’t know why he’s here.”

“You didn’t invite him?”

Hallie threw the spoon he’d tripped on.

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