The Marquess Meets His Match by Bellon Julie Coulter

The Marquess Meets His Match by Bellon Julie Coulter

Author:Bellon, Julie Coulter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stone Hall Books
Published: 2019-08-14T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twelve

THE MORNING BOASTED a fine drizzle of rain that tapered off as the men all gathered on the east lawn, their mounts anxious to start the shoot as the dogs danced around the horses’ feet. How many times had Christian and his brother John joined their father to hunt on just such a morning? Being home in England had brought all sorts of memories to the fore, some good and some that hurt to think about. Everything was different now. Christian pulled his greatcoat closer around him, wishing he were still in his warm bed with a cheery fire going in the hearth. He’d spent too many nights on the cold ground in Spain, and his body craved the comforts he’d taken for granted before the war.

Soon enough, the duke led the shooting party into the woods. Christian watched the men ride off, but Pembroke hung at the back of the group. Maneuvering nearer to him, Christian gave himself the task of staying close to Pembroke in case he was planning another attempt on an agent’s life. Christian didn’t recognize all the operatives the duke had summoned to the house, of course, but anyone with the list would know who to target. But perhaps Pembroke would think twice about any further attempts if Christian was close by.

Pembroke didn’t look pleased at Christian’s proximity, but he didn’t say anything as they rode on. When the horses slowed to a canter, and the other men had drawn far ahead of them, Christian decided to open up the conversation. “Have you known Edward Carlisle long?”

Pembroke gave him a sidelong glance, as if surprised Christian was speaking to him. “Our family estates are next to each other. We grew up together.”

That explained the betrothal between Pembroke’s sister and Carlisle. “Did you get a chance to sort out the business you two were discussing at the ball?” Perhaps if Christian pressed, Pembroke would reveal something he wasn’t planning on sharing and give a clue as to when the exchange with the French buyer would take place.

“No, not really. Edward is a changed man since he’s returned from war. It’s very difficult to find a time when he’s sober enough to discuss business.” Pembroke adjusted the reins in his hand. “But I am determined to try again when I return to London.”

Christian moved a tree branch aside so he could pass under it. They would soon be at the appointed place to wait for the gamekeeper’s men to flush the game birds out to the men waiting with their rifles. Then his chance to speak with Pembroke would be over. “Perhaps I can help,” he offered.

“I don't see how you could. Edward doesn’t listen to anyone these days.” He looked down, letting out a great sigh, his chin dipping. “And I’ve made matters worse by giving him a weapon to hold over me.”

Christian straightened in the saddle. Did he mean the gambling vowels? Or had he told Edward about the list? “What weapon is that?”

“It’s a family matter, I’m afraid.



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