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purpose. Paris wasn’t this exciting.” Of course, her parents weren’t too happy with her decision to work on the farm. Still, they didn’t have any valid reason to deny her request, seeing as she was now Libby’s companion and helper, living in the Thorpes’ big house. Colin had assured them she would be treated more as a guest than a paid servant.
    Libby smiled . “I can’t imagine how working as hard as you do can compare to living in Paris, attending balls and other social soirees.” She put her arm around Giselle, squeezing gently. “I’m just glad you’re here rather than there. Your friendship means the world to me.”
    “ As does yours,” Giselle said as Libby refocused on the yearling.
    “Why won’ t you cooperate, you bad boy?”
    Giselle bit back a smile at the sight her friend presented, standing head-to-head with the reluctant animal. Her boy’s dungarees were tucked into scuffed riding boots and she was wearing a muslin shirt under her jacket. The dress somehow worked for Libby, but it would never do for her.
    Non . Giselle would never don male attire as Libby was wont to do. Her riding habits worked just fine. The thought of someone mistaking her for a boy was the worst thing she could imagine. She never could understand Libby’s penchant for working in boy’s clothes, but after laboring with her day after day for several months, she, like everyone else on the farm, finally accepted the fact that Libby dressed the way she did.
    “Stubborn males,” Libby exclaimed in exasperation , giving an irritated shake of her head at the horse. “I’ll have to try a different approach, like ignoring him, to see what he does.”
    Libby walked away from the feisty animal . Giselle followed.
    After going about ten yards, she stopped and glanced at Giselle. “Oh, before I forget. Colin and I are leaving for Louisville tomorrow once we’re done with training. Even the weather can’t delay him any longer. He has another meeting to attend…some problems with the new racetrack. I’m not sure how long we’ll be staying. Would you like to join us?”
    Any other time Giselle would have jumped at the chance . Trips into Louisville with the Thorpes always provided wonderful opportunities to attend exciting parties and such.
    Instead of agreeing, she scanned the horizon . “ Non, ” she said wistfully. “I plan to visit my parents tomorrow afternoon. It has been well over a month since my last trip to Shelbyville.” Amusement replaced her pensive mood. A note of laughter rang in her voice as she added, “I cannot believe I am saying this, but I am homesick. Besides, Marguerite has some new gowns she wants me to see. I haven’t spoken to her in ages.” Her sister had been away during Giselle’s last visit.
    “Your decision wouldn’t also include the fact that a Mr. Bradford Tyler usually comes calling on the weekends, would it?”
    Giselle laughed. “Yes, he usually calls on Saturday afternoons and I will be back well before then. We are going riding. Colin said I could take Fortuna and Hercules—if the weather stays nice enough. Otherwise, we will have to cope with Minnie and Maizie’s watchful eyes in the library.”
    Libby groaned. The two happened to glance at each other at the same time and they both erupted into gales of laughter.
    “I know I shouldn’t laugh, but the idea of those two very old-fashioned dears watching over you is too funny,” Libby said of the Young sisters, who took care of Colin’s three children by his first wife. After her death, the ladies became indispensable to Colin’s household, and then later to Libby. “It’s sweet how they feel it’s their job to keep you chaste with all of the men who come to call.”
    “ Oui , it is funny,” Giselle agreed, still grinning. The two spinsters considered it their job to watch after the family, and they definitely considered Giselle a member. “What makes it even funnier is they need not bother. I am safe enough. While