Kasey Michaels - Then Comes Marriage by Kasey Michaels

Author:Kasey Michaels [Michaels, Kasey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-11-25T23:50:29+00:00

Leaving Regina behind with Sophie and the softly snoring Matilda Forrest, Brady and His Grace walked along the wide corridor during intermission, Bram introducing the new earl of Singleton to anyone who wished to be presented.

Everyone wanted to be presented.

"That's Ga-Ga-Ga-wain," Brady said as he bowed over Sally Jersey's faintly grubby paw after Bram had introduced them. "The Round Table, chivalry, jousting, riding to the rescue of fair damsels in distress—my personal favorite, that. Ga-wain. Romantical, ain't it?"

Brady was pleased that Lady Jersey, known as Silence because of her inability to keep silent, just stood there, clearly at a loss for words.

He turned to her companion, Sir Henry Cox, looking at him through his quizzing glass. He had to be careful around Sir Henry, who had known him for years. "My God, man, but you look familiar. Something about the eyes, I think. Do I know you?"

"I was just thinking the same thing, my lord," Sir Henry replied, holding on to Brady's hand just a little too long, in Brady's opinion. "Perhaps during the war?"

Brady lifted a hand to his mouth, delicately coughed into his handkerchief. "The war? Oh, I don't think so, sir. Most of that…" he hesitated, waved his hand in a circle as if searching for a word, "… that sordid business took place in Spain and even Portugal, I believe? Damp there, I've heard. No, that can't be it. I'd never go there."

"But you haven't been here, in England," Sir Henry persisted, and Brady wanted to stuff his handkerchief in the man's mouth, shut him up.

"Not for years, no. It is, you understand, so much more economical for a man of social ambition and little funds to make his splash on the Continent. Have you been to Paris? Perhaps we met there? I do so adore Paris, but when word came that I was now the earl? Well, a man of social ambition and ample funds can do very well in London, can't he?"

"Paris?" Sir Henry persisted. "Even during the war?"

Yes, you inquisitive twit, even during the war, Brady grumbled inside his head. But outside his head, he only smiled, winked, and said quietly, a sudden fierceness in his tone, "There are many ways of fighting a war, good sir." Then he quickly held up his hands. "But, no. We will not discuss that. Will we, Sir Henry? We will discuss the play. Isn't it marvelous? The aim of those wonderful creatures sitting up near the rafters, I mean, as well as that of those standing in the pit. Seldom have I seen fruit and vegetables launched with such stunning accuracy."

When Sir Henry and Lady Jersey had moved along— so many people to see, so many people one wanted to see them—Bram said, "You've got Cox thinking you were a spy. He'll whisper that to Sally, who will whisper it to the world, and by tomorrow you'll be that splendid man in the height of fashion, and you'll have so many invitations you won't know what to do with them.

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