The English Witch by Loretta Chase

Author:Loretta Chase [Chase, Loretta]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Tags: Historical Romance
ISBN: 9780380706600
Google: Wsi7AAAACAAJ
Amazon: 0380706601
Barnesnoble: 0380706601
Goodreads: 1340252
Publisher: NYLA
Published: 1987-12-31T11:00:00+00:00

They returned to an anxious household. At Will's instigation, Edward had ordered horses saddled preparatory to searching for the missing pair. However, if he had it in mind to tax his cousin with keeping Miss Ashmore out so long, his wife's nudge must have distracted him. No one else scolded either, and Lord Arden could hardly make a scene. He had perforce to content himself with getting back into Miss Ashmore's good graces, while imagining divers hideous tortures to which Basil should be subjected if this were a more reasonable world—like that, for instance, in which the first Duke of Thorne had existed some centuries before.

Will soon found that he had best keep his mind entirely upon the former object, as Miss Ashmore's attention was not easily held. She was quite preoccupied and sometimes had to be asked the same question twice to be persuaded to answer at all. This circumstance was not encouraging. Lord Arden began to hate Basil desperately and the Osborne twins even more. Hadn't they sinned twice, after all: once in keeping him from Miss Ashmore, and again in boring him to distraction? Lord Arden began to consider the ugly possibility that he'd permanently alienated his Intended.

Fortunately for his lordship's spirits, which were sinking at an alarming rate, the group from Hartleigh Hall was engaged to dine that evening at Netherstone, home of Lord and Lady Dessing. In the course of that dinner, Miss Ashmore's behaviour gradually began to change.

She was less abstracted than she'd been. He had the good fortune to be seated at her left, a species of miracle, considering there were thirty at table. Will made the most of that advantage and he was soon rewarded with both smiles and humourous sallies from those sweetest of all lips.

He was also relieved to see that Trev was his usual self, flirting with all the females of the company by turns. He'd start on one and, as soon as that feminine heart was reduced to liquid state, would proceed on to the next. As there were at least half a dozen untried hearts to be worked upon, Basil was busy the entire evening.

When the gentlemen had consumed large quantities of port, they rejoined the ladies, and the marquess saw that Basil had reserved Lady Honoria Crofton-Ash, Dessing's daughter, for last. Well, if he could coax anything remotely resembling a natural smile onto the frigid countenance of that glacier-like creature, more power to him. Lord Arden did not believe Lady Honoria worth the effort. Priggish and haughty, entirely caught up in her own consequence, she held no charm for him, handsome as she was… and no charm, either, he suspected, for anyone else. After all, she'd be embarking upon her fifth Season in the spring, and for all her looks and all her Papa's money and consequence, she hadn't managed to find a husband.

At any rate, Basil's behaviour this evening showed that there was nothing to be concerned about there. He'd taken Miss Ashmore off this

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