Bright but cold, the day would be a long one for Thomas. Harry would not only want to purchase his book. No, Harry would want lunch at his club, coffee and a round of cards at another, and then dessert at a third. He may not frequent Society, but when he did, he enjoyed as much of it as he could. Pulling up in front of the bookseller, Thomas helped his uncle from the carriage. “I have several errands to run. I will return for you in an hour.” “Make it two,” Harry said. “Crowling and I have much to discuss.” “Very well. Should I warn White’s you will be dining today?” “Yes.” Harry jabbed at the air with his cane. “Tell that man I want the table by the window, not the one in the left dining room either. I cannot abide the fireplace in that room. I want to eat near the columns, by the window. Can you remember that?” “Yes, Uncle, by your leave.” Thomas would definitely warn Jacobs, the maitre d’ hotel at the club, his surly uncle would be dining. He was sure Jacobs would be thrilled to hear it.
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