conversation on the subject,"
Annabella said." She was kind enough to
give me her opinion as to the sort of
husband Lord Barton would make."
Lucas broke in on the fraternal wrangl
ing, his interest sharpened by Annabella's
last remark." How was Miss Huntington
able to form an opinion about Barton?"
Oh, I believe he pursued her quite
industriously for several months last year.
During that time she had an opportunity
to learn a great deal about him."
Did she?" Lucas was aware of the chill
in his own words." Just what did she
learn?"
A number of small items such as the
fact that Barton has apparently fathered a
babe or two on his mistress, that he has
been known to get so deeply into his cups
that he has had to be carried into his house
by his coachman, and that he has a passion
for gaming hells," Annabella answered.
Here now," Lyndwood muttered," can't
hold a few insignificant peccadilloes against
a man."
Really?" inquired a familiar, husky
female voice from the open window of
the carriage." Would Viscount Barton be
equally prepared to overlook a similar
list of insignificant peccadilloes in his
prospective wife?"
Lucas turned his head sharply toward
the carriage window, aware that the mere
sound of Victoria's voice had immediately
reactivated the desire he had first experienced
in Jessica Atherton's card room.
He concealed his eagerness with the cold
control he had learned years ago, prepared
to greet his heiress with proper formality.
But instead of a striking woman in an
elegant gown and bonnet, he found himself
staring at a figure dressed to the nines
in men's clothes. Laughing eyes met his
through the shadows, challenging him.
Good God," he said through his teeth,
this is insanity."
No, my lord, this is amusing."
Lucas recovered himself as he heard the
groom start to clamber down from the
driver's seat. He shoved open the door
before the man could arrive to open it
properly, and reached out and caught hold
of Victoria's wrist before she realized his
intent. He had been expecting a lady with
a taste for some mild adventure, not this
outrageous creature.
Get in here, you little baggage, before
someone recognizes you."
His urgency brought Victoria through the
door far more quickly than she intended.
She gasped as she landed heavily on the
seat beside Lucas and grabbed her beaver
trimmed hat to keep it in place. He saw she
was clutching an expensive-looking inlaid
walking stick in her hand.
Thank you, my lord," she said with
heavy sarcasm.
Lucas ignored her." Let's get out of here,
Lyndwood.
Lyndwood obliged by tapping his stick
against the roof of the carriage." To the
park, if you please," he called out.
Annabella smiled at Victoria as the
carriage clattered into motion." You look
very well turned out this evening, Vicky.
Do I detect BrummelPs influence in your
choice of blue? He is particularly fond of
the color, I'm told. But you have always
preferred yellow."
I decided a yellow coat might be a
bit too striking for the occasion," Victoria
conceded.
So you limited yourself to a yellow
waistcoat. I congratulate you on your
sense of restraint. And, pray tell, who
tied your cravat? I warrant I haven't seen
such a clever design in ages."
Like it, do you?" Victoria fingered the
carefully arranged neckcloth." Invented this
particular fold myself. Call it the Victoire."
Annabella gave a peal of laughter." Vicky,
I swear you sound just like one of the
dandies on Bond Street. You've got the
whole tone exactly right. Just the proper
sense of affected boredom. I declare you
could trod the boards and make ydur living
as an actress." "
Why, thank you, Bella. That is high
praise indeed."
Lucas lounged back in the seat and
surveyed the striking figure beside him with
a critical eye. His initial shock was giving
way to annoyance and a