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You invested in one ridiculous scheme after another. My associates deceived me. How dare you! Do you know what they call you behind your back, Father?

They were both breathing heavily, but his father was puffing like a bull, the purple stain on his cheeks vivid against his white neck cloth.

I lost it all. The canal was one thing, but I thought the vineyards were a sure thing. How could I possibly guess that England is a breeding ground for black rot? You must save it.

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Your mother would have been devastated to see the estate sold. And what of her grave … have you thought of that? The graveyard adjoins the chapel, you know. The duke paid no heed to that damning rejoinder. There was silence behind him. A terrible, warped silence that … James turned. The House of Lords, I suppose.

Her mother was married to your dearest friend. He forced himself to cross the room and sit down. Or so. I just … I just borrowed from … well, I just borrowed some. She had a level head on her shoulders.

His mother had died nine years earlier, and under a decade since his father had managed to impoverish an estate stretching from Scotland to Staffordshire to London. James ground his teeth. She thinks of me as her brother, as her friend. James bit back a remark that would do nothing to help the situation. He was experiencing an overwhelming wave of nausea. What you did. His father snorted. In the seventeen years since Mrs.

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But James knew instantly that his father was right. His father, on the other hand, was cheering up. He had the sort of mind that flitted from one subject to another; his rages were ferocious but short-lived. His father misinterpreted his refusal. James heard him only dimly; he was concentrating on not throwing up as he tried to think through the dilemma before him.

She deserves better than me, better than anyone from this benighted family. There was silence behind him. A terrible, warped silence that. James turned. Even you. I thought I would be able to replace it in a matter of weeks, his father said, the color leaving his cheeks suddenly so that he looked positively used up. How much of her fortune is gone? Ashbrook dropped his eyes, at last showing some sign of shame.

The House of Lords, I suppose. Oh, they can put dukes on trial, all right, James said heavily. Her mother was married to your dearest friend. Saxby asked you on his deathbed to care for his daughter. And I did, her father replied, but without his usual bluster. Brought her up as my own.

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You brought her up as my sister, James said flatly. He forced himself to cross the room and sit down. And all the time you were stealing from her.

Not all the time, his father protested. Just in the last year. Or so. I just. I just borrowed from. It was easier when your mother was alive, the duke said, after a minute or two.

She helped, you know. She had a level head on her shoulders. His mother had died nine years earlier, so in under a decade his father had managed to impoverish an estate stretching from Scotland to Staffordshire to London. She already adores you; she always has. James ground his teeth. She thinks of me as her brother, as her friend.

And she has no resemblance whatsoever to a stick. A glimmer of vanity underscored his words. Your mother always said that I was the most handsome man of my generation. James bit back a remark that would do nothing to help the situation.

He was experiencing an overwhelming wave of nausea. We could tell Daisy what happened.

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What you did. His father snorted. Do you think her mother will understand? In the seventeen years since Mrs.

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But James knew instantly that his father was right. His father, on the other hand, was cheering up. He had the sort of mind that flitted from one subject to another; his rages were ferocious but short-lived. A few posies, maybe a poem, and Theodora will fall into your hand as sweetly as a ripe plum. I cannot do that, James stated, not even bothering to imagine himself saying such a thing.

His father misinterpreted his refusal. He actually gave a little chuckle at the thought. James heard him only dimly; he was concentrating on not throwing up as he tried to think through the dilemma before him.

The duke continued, amusing himself by laying out the distinction between mistresses and wives. It occurred to James, not for the first time, that there was no human being in the world he loathed as much as his father. If I marry Daisy, I will not take a mistress, he said, still thinking frantically, trying to come up with a way out.

I would never do that to her. Not much to think about, is there? The only thing James wanted at that moment was to get out of the room, away from his disgusting excuse for a parent. But he had lost the battle, and he forced himself to lay out the rules for surrender. I will only do this on one condition. His voice sounded unfamiliar to his own ears, as if a stranger spoke the words. Anything, my boy, anything!

As I said, we can admit amongst ourselves that little Theodora is not the beauty of the bunch. The day I marry her, you sign the entire estate over to me—the Staffordshire house and its lands, this town house, the island in Scotland. The entire estate, James repeated. But I will not be responsible for you and your harebrained schemes. I will never again take responsibility for any debts you might incur—nor for any theft. Then make your good-byes to Staffordshire, James said.

There would be nothing left within two years, and I will have betrayed my closest friend for no reason. Your closest friend, eh? His father was instantly diverted into another train of thought. The duke harrumphed. I suppose if I agree to this ridiculous scheme of yours I can expect to look forward to daily humiliation.

You see, his father said, a smile spreading across his face now that the conversation was over, it all came well. Your mother always said that, you know.

She deserves to be wooed and genuinely adored by her husband. Love and marriage may not come together all that often, but I will have no chance at all. Do you realize that? Your mother would have been devastated to see the estate sold. And what of her grave … have you thought of that? The graveyard adjoins the chapel, you know.

The duke paid no heed to that damning rejoinder. A terrible, warped silence that … James turned. The House of Lords, I suppose. Her mother was married to your dearest friend.

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He forced himself to cross the room and sit down. Or so. I just … I just borrowed from … well, I just borrowed some. The only words going through his head were flatly blasphemous. She had a level head on her shoulders. His mother had died nine years earlier, and under a decade since his father had managed to impoverish an estate stretching from Scotland to Staffordshire to London.

She thinks of me as her brother, as her friend. He was experiencing an overwhelming wave of nausea. What you did.

But James knew instantly that his father was right. His father, on the other hand, was cheering up. He had the sort of mind that flitted from one subject to another; his rages were ferocious but short-lived. His father misinterpreted his refusal. James heard him only dimly; he was concentrating on not throwing up as he tried to think through the dilemma before him.

The duke continued, amusing himself by laying out the distinction between mistresses and wives.