“And yet…” She trailed off, shaking her head, and Robert leaned forward, desperate to hear what she might say of him. It was no more than he’d told himself of an evening. “Men who have only known easy times often cannot comprehend hard ones,” Miss Pursling said.Īmazing how deeply facts could cut. It was a harsh judgment, made harsher still because it was the truth. “I very much doubt he understands what it means to be a working man, and I suspect that all his life he’s had anything he wanted handed to him, just for the wishing.” He’s handsome, and those things rarely bode well for a man’s character.”īut she wasn’t done. She’d scarcely shown any emotion at all as he spoke, not even a furrow of concentration on her brow. “I believe,” Miss Pursling, “that this is the other man’s son.”įinney brushed this off. “And how is the old bugger?” Finney asked. Finney subsided in his chair, somewhat embarrassed. “Besides, Miss Pursling, have you not met the Duke of Clermont? You do travel in those circles. It’ll do nobody any good.” She glanced warily at Miss Pursling. But take a deep breath and put such talk away. Finney, “that is sedition, and best not to say those words no matter how safe you think you are. He was surprised by the vehemence in his voice.
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