“Good Lord, of course I do!” Beau Bardsley exclaimed. “But I had no idea that McCraig was your nephew!”
“I don’t trouble myself with relatives as a rule,” the Duke continued. “In fact they bore me to distraction, but I knew Kitty when she was on the boards. Who did not?”
He paused as if waiting for confirmation of this and automatically Beau Bardsley answered,
“As Your Grace says – who did not?”
“Surprisingly she has made my nephew very happy, but Kitty is still Kitty! Although she may no longer be acting, she still looks very much the same as she did when she sang those bawdy songs that nearly took the roof off!”
“I remember them well,” Beau remarked dryly.
“Then you can imagine that with her red hair and her voluptuous bosom, which seems to have grown even more ample in the last tw
