CHAPTER THREEThe Duke was furious.
He knew exactly what was afoot the moment he saw Marcia enter the room with her father.
Because he was so perceptive he had been aware that there was something in the air as far as his aunt the Comtesse was concerned.
He had, however, not really expected that she would actually produce a prospective bride for him, even though she talked about it incessantly.
She had also, he thought, been discussing it with the other relations.
He had noticed, although it was nothing unusual, that as soon as he entered the room there was a sudden silence.
But that the Earl of Grateswoode should suddenly produce a daughter was something he had not expected.
The Duc was well aware that his refusal to marry was a topic that was talked over hour after hour, week after
