The Wedding Game by Jane Feather

Author:Jane Feather [Feather, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 9781587247255
Publisher: Bantam
Published: 2004-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Well, that was very satisfying,” Constance observed as the sisters walked out of St. George's, Hanover Square, on Christmas Eve, having witnessed Hester Winthrop and David Lucan tying the knot.

“Yes, our first real matchmaking job,” said Prudence.

“Not counting Amelia and Henry,” Chastity reminded them.

“We can't really count them, Chas, because we didn't charge them anything,” Prudence pointed out.

“But then, neither Hester nor David knew they'd been matchmade . . . if that's a word,” Chastity said.

“It's not,” Constance said. “But it's descriptive enough. Anyway, they paid for the service, or at least their mothers did, although they didn't know it.”

Prudence chuckled. “A generous donation to a charity for indigent spinsters. I still think that was one of your best, most devious ideas, Con.”

Her elder sister laughed. “It worked, as we saw this morning.”

“They were both radiant,” Chastity said as they stepped into the barouche where Cobham was holding the horses' heads. “We're going to the Winthrop residence, Cobham, but of course you know that.”

“Of course, Miss Chas,” he said. “Nice wedding, was it?”

“Lovely,” Prudence said. “Everyone was crying.”

“Except us,” Constance said.

“I was, just a little,” Chastity confessed. “Happiness always makes me weep.”

“Oh, darling, you're so softhearted.” Constance put her arms around her and hugged her. “You make Prue and me feel like a couple of dragon ladies with iron hearts.”

“You wouldn't say that if you saw me around Douglas Farrell,” Chastity declared. Her reputation as the softhearted sister sometimes irked her, particularly if, as she suspected, it was a euphemism for sentimental. And she really didn't think she was sentimental. “He thinks I'm the most sarcastic, provoking, inquisitive woman.” Even as she said this, she knew it wasn't the strict truth. She had said nothing to her sisters about the confusing nature of his so-called kiss of friendship, although she had confided to them the truth about his real mission. Even so, it was simpler somehow to keep up the pretence that she still disliked him as much as ever.

“Well, you do have that side to you,” Prudence conceded. “Every one of mother's daughters has it. Yours just surfaces a little less frequently.”

“We shall be watching with great interest at Christmas,” Constance said as Cobham drew up at the curb, expertly inching the carriage into a space among the throng of vehicles disgorging wedding guests. “If you need help besting him, you know where to come.”

“I just might manage without assistance,” Chastity said with a toss of her head that made them all laugh. “The only assistance I really need is to keep him interested in Laura. We'll have to find all sorts of ways to throw them together.” And all sorts of ways to keep him at arm's length from herself. Any more of those “friendly” kisses would really jam up the works. But this too she kept to herself. The awful thought had occurred to her that Douglas, who presumably assumed that she was rich as well as single and available, might switch his attentions from Laura to her.

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