He was almost as round as he was tall, and the buttons on his navy waistcoat looked ready to pop. His white hair was perfectly coifed, and he wore thick gold rings on almost every finger. With boots that shined almost as brightly as the rings, he was the picture of a country squire who enjoyed good food and good company. As Catherine walked in with Jonathan, she was startled to see a young woman sitting close to where Sir Nigel stood. Cousin Edmund was perched on a nearby chair, looking as if he was eager to escape. “Come in, come in!” Sir Nigel pushed away from the hearth and crossed the room to bow over Catherine’s fingers. “A pleasure, as always, Miss Catherine.” “Thank you.” She gave no sign of her curiosity. Why had Sir Nigel come to Meriweather Hall? Had he changed his mind and was offering his help against the smugglers? From the strained expression on her cousin’s face, she doubted that. “Bradby.”
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