The Handbook To Handling His Lordship - Plot & Excerpts
Lucille Hampton said, bending down to whisper in Emily’s ear. Emily looked up, abrupt uneasiness filtering down her spine. “Who’s here?” “My beau.” Stifling an annoyed sigh and at the same time immensely relieved, Emily returned to next week’s work schedule. “Who is it this week?” “The Earl of Westfall. I daresay he’s as handsome as Lord Haverly.” “Is he the one with the spectacles?” the other lady at the table, the unlikely named Miss April March, asked, smiling. “He asked for tea the other day, took a drink, and said, ‘Blast it, I meant coffee.’” “I never said he was brilliant,” Lucille countered. “Only handsome. And wealthy.” “Have a care about how you refer to the club’s members, both of you,” Emily commented. “If Diane hears you swooning over any of our guests while you’re working, she’ll have you scrubbing pots in the kitchen.” As if on cue, Diane, Lady Haybury, walked into the upstairs common room all the Tantalus ladies and the large, formidable Helpful Men shared.
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