an excerpt
“So that’s your Miss Lindel, is it?” Dom said as they waved to the back of the landau taking the young ladies home.
“Yes,” Kenton said.
“How soon do you leave for Bath?”
“Tomorrow. Do you care to accompany me?”
“In the same spirit that Miss Lindel accompanies her elderly friend? To assist you and see you come to no mischief?”
“The mischief’s done,” Kenton said. “If I hadn’t been such a fool in town…well, it’s all spilt milk now. But I hope to show her a better side of me in Bath than she saw in London. I think she liked my roses at any rate.”
“So she’ll be your betrothed by ? what ? Tuesday next? Three days for a special license and then ‘ring out wild bells.’”
Kenton sighed deeply. “In a romance, perhaps. But there’s a harder task ahead of me than slaying a dragon or redeeming the Holy Grail. I have to make her fall in love with me again.”
