“You are very optimistic.”
“I don’t make many mistakes when dealing with men of Branscombe’s calibre,” the Marquis said. “And I consider myself to be a good judge of character.”
He spoke with a tone of satisfaction and then, as he met Peregrine’s eyes, he laughed a little ruefully.
“That only applies to one s*x,” he said. “I admit where Isobel is concerned I made a grave error of judgement.”
“No one, unless he is a magician, can ever be sure what a woman will be like,” Peregrine said consolingly, “and if they all ran according to form, they would certainly be boring! It is their unpredictability that makes the chase a gamble from start to finish!”
“I agree with you,” the Marquis smiled. “Equally I can promise you that I shall be very much more careful in the future!”
“I doubt it,” Pe
