A significant number of the male guests had come there seeking refuge from the ball. Jordan stood in a corner drinking a brandy and talking politics with Lord Cornwall when James Bancroft sauntered up. “Lord Perfect.” Jordan nodded. “Seems as if I’ve seen far too much of you recently.” Medford no...
Viscount Medford strolled around the white salon where Lily sat in the center of the settee. “What do you mean?” Lily was barely paying attention to her friend. She’d been mentally calculating how much money it would take to live out the rest of the Season in London. ...
Dinner had long since been cleared and the ladies had moved into the drawing room to find their own amusements, which were not particularly amusing at all. Just as Mama had predicted, the Earl of Highland had been at dinner, but they’d been seated quite far from one another. All of Mama’s ill-man...