The Duchess War (The Brothers Sinister) by Milan Courtney

Author:Milan, Courtney [Milan, Courtney]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
ISBN: 9781937248062
Publisher: Courtney Milan
Published: 2012-12-05T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

ROBERT SHOULD HAVE GUESSED what the gossip would bring, but the next morning’s visitor still came as a surprise. He was on the verge of going out—had just stepped outside his door, in fact—when a carriage drew up in front of the house. A servant leaped from the back and placed a stool on the pavement.

The door opened, and his mother disembarked. Her eyes landed on Robert. She didn’t frown. She didn’t squint. In fact, the duchess did not show any emotion at all. Instead, she simply stepped onto the pavement and floated up the steps.

“Clermont,” she said in greeting.

He inclined his head a half inch. “Duchess.”

She swept in the open door as if he were holding it for her. Without asking permission, she accosted a passing maid and ordered tea. He followed in bemusement. Two minutes later, she’d seated herself in his front parlor. She waved her own maid away and faced him.

“I take it,” she said, “that you haven’t made a general practice of debauching genteel young women of the middle class.”

She said the words middle class as if they smelled of rotten eggs.

“You are referring to the events of last night?” he said, matching her tone. “I make it a habit to ruin a pair before tea. I find the anticipation makes the morning hours pass with delightful alacrity.”

She sniffed. “That is the sort of joke your father would have made.”

Robert’s hand clenched in his glove. “No,” he said. “That is the sort of thing my father would have done. He would never have joked about it, not in mixed company.”

She waved a hand in acknowledgment. “This is not the first I have heard your name coupled with that of Miss Pursling. Tell me you are not considering anything untoward.”

“I don’t see why you should care. You never have.”

The Duchess of Clermont simply shrugged. “Your actions, such as they are, reflect on me.”

Of course. She wasn’t taking an interest in him; she never had. She was simply seeing to her own reputation, worrying about the difficulties that he might cause her. He’d waited his entire life for her to notice him.

He’d studied hard when he first went to school, earning praise from all his tutors. He’d written her in excitement, hoping that she’d read his letter, that he would have done enough to make her proud.

But his first letter had received no response. So he’d tried harder. If he was not just good, but great… Surely then his mother would be proud of him. So he’d studied harder, tried more, achieved even more. He’d written her again after four months, shyly placing his accomplishments before her.

The post had brought an endless round of nothing.

Undaunted, he’d tried harder. He’d sent his third letter at the end of the year, informing her that he’d been first in his class. For a week that summer, he’d held his breath every day when the post arrived. For a week, he’d been disappointed.

And then, one day, he’d received a one-line response.

Tell your father that this strategy won’t work, either.

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