‘The first guests should arrive tomorrow, Jon.’He was struck by a sudden uncomfortable thought. ‘I take it they do not include the young ladies from your summer party, Mama?’Her haughtily raised eyebrows were eloquent. No duke would allow his unmarried daughter to attend a house party where there were no eligible male guests. George, even if he deigned to attend, was far from eligible, for he was only an impecunious younger son, and had a reputation as a rake, besides.‘Beg pardon, ma’am. I should have known better than to ask.’Mollified, his mother began to list names, while Jon made mental notes of what he needed to say to Beth about her house guests. Some of them, sadly, were much too high in the instep to be good company.The butler appeared in the doorway. ‘Your ladyship asked to be informed when the countess returned from her drive.’‘Ask her ladyship if she will be good enough to join us.’Before Goodrite could bow in response to the Dowager’s instruction, Jon was on his feet and making for the door.
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