By Allison Lane
A bold younger lord, seeing a tender lady floundering in an icy river, instantly dives to her rescue. yet in saving her existence, he nearly loses his personal! while he involves, he reveals himself on my own with the mysterious woman in a small nation cottage. And notwithstanding he had effectively refrained from the marriage-minded maidens of the "ton" for years, he felt honor-bound to suggest to his appealing benefactor. in the end, that they had spent the evening by myself, and the scandal will be insufferable. however the lady vehemently refuses, and disappears. however the younger lord reveals himself no longer so prepared to allow move of her, and the chase is on.
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A footman retrieved two trunks from the remains of the boot. Fosdale climbed onto the wagon seat, twisting to examine his visitor. Symington was a well-set young lord who seemed to aspire to dandyism. Such gentlemen were often ignorant and easily led. If he lived. The boy had roughly set his own arm. Blood covered his right hand. He was soaked to the skin. Several tears in his jacket showed where detritus had caught him. Crusting around the wounds proved that he had been there for some time. Stars glittered in the clearing sky, making the night feel colder than ever.
The earl was just the sort to renege on a promise if he could gain an advantage by doing so. A reasonable man would see no advantage in irritating Whitfield's heir, but he had no evidence that Fosdale was reasonable. Even the villagers credited him with no sense. Then there was Elizabeth. He must understand her motives if they were to have any hope of building a congenial marriage. Was she plotting to snare a duke? He didn't want to believe it, but his past experience made it seem far too likely.
He wiped his forehead. Randolph wrung out the cloth that floated in the basin of water, then laid it on his friend's head. “I apologize for dragging you into this,” he said, grimacing over the cuts on Sedge's palm. "Why? " "Perhaps not, but sending you for help was foolish. " "Yes, though it was a mutual effort. If she hadn't hauled me out of the river, I would have drowned. We'll talk of it later,” he added, forestalling questions. ” He let out a sigh. " Sedge twisted until he could meet Randolph's eyes.