Lady Morgan's Revenge: Letitia's Naughty Regency Novella by Alicia Quigley

Author:Alicia Quigley [Quigley, Alicia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: A Heyer Love, Inc.
Published: 2015-05-11T19:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Letitia started that morning feeling quite pleased with life. She wrote a short note to Isobel informing her that she would be delighted to come to dinner at any time Isobel chose. “You may even,” she added, “invite others, including the dreaded Lord Eynsford.”

Letitia then repaired to the sitting room, where she set to work arranging the flowers Nellie had purchased at the market that morning. When Lord Eynsford was ushered into the room she presented a charming picture, her fair head bent over a grouping of lilies, her delicate white hands placing them just so, a look of concentration on her lovely face.

“Mr. Markham,” the maid announced, and Letitia raised her head, surprise in her eyes. A second visit to her house not preceded by a meeting in the park seemed odd. Not that she regretted his presence, she thought, as she eyed his fine figure. She felt a frisson of excitement wash over her.

“My lady,” he said with a bow. “I must apologize for intruding upon you.”

Letitia deserted her flowers and came forward, a smile on her face. “I am very happy to see you, Mr. Markham,” she said. “There is no need to apologize.”

“I am aware that usually we meet in the park,” he ventured, “but I wished to convey my regret if I made you uncomfortable yesterday with my concerns about your caller.”

Letitia attempted to look stern, but an irrepressible smile peeped out. “If I were at all fond of Sir Aubrey I might have been,” she said. “But you know how tiresome I find him. While as for what happened—well, I can hardly regret that, can I?”

“I’m glad you did not take offense,” he said. “I know it isn’t my place to interfere in your affairs.”

Letitia looked at him thoughtfully. “I do think your jealousy was rather misplaced,” she said. “But I value your advice on the other matters we discuss very highly. Even if my friends would find it absurd for me to consult the opinions of a solicitor!”

She finished with a laugh, and Phillip smiled. It occurred to him that this was the best moment for him to broach the subject of his occupation. Their conversation had provided an opening, and in this merry mood she might be less distressed by the disclosure. He opened his mouth to speak.

“Of course,” continued Letitia, who had returned to the contemplation of the lilies, “I am very happy you are indeed a solicitor. For if you were a gentleman I could not trust you. I positively believe that they are, all of them, deceitful wretches.”

Phillip closed his mouth. “It cannot be possible they are all untrustworthy,” he protested.

“I was speaking in jest,” replied Letitia. “But I think I mean it. My friend Lady Exencour used to rail against gentlemen and their ways, and I always attempted to temper her feelings. Now I find I share them. Except for her husband, my experiences with the men I am supposed to admire and respect have been excessively disappointing, and I cannot abide them.

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