Nicholas scarcely noticed them, he was so upset. “How could she do this to me?” he demanded, anger quickly replacing his surprise and humiliation. “She told me we would be together. I thought…We only waited to make the announcement until her year of mourning was over.” Lord Hugh snorted. “Mourning! Emma Grey doesn’t know the meaning of the word. When her husband died, there was scarcely a pause in her…activities. I am sorry for you, Nicholas, but, considering her reputation, you cannot have expected any better!” “What reputation?” Nicholas wanted to know. Lord Hugh stared at him. “Dear boy, you must have heard about Emma Grey! She is the most notorious jade in England! The country, and, indeed, all of Europe, is littered with her former lovers. We are obliged to tolerate her presence here, for my nephews’ sake, but, I assure you, when we are in London, we do not know her. No respectable lady will receive her, apart from her sister-in-law, Lady Scarlingford.”
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