The gentleman threw back his head and laughed.
“Of course you are right, Lady Melsonby. It is the men who feel like that and the women who want to scratch her eyes out!”
“I promise you I will not do anything so violent,” Perdita smiled.
“I am sure there is no need for you to feel jealous of anyone,” her partner said gallantly, “even though – ”
He stopped suddenly and Perdita realised that he had been going to say something not particularly complimentary about the Marquis.
It did not surprise her, she knew the Marquis had the reputation of being a lady killer, which accounted not only for the resentful looks she received from women but also for the guarded but often pointed remarks she listened to from the men.
She hoped, however, that the Marquis would return in time to take her down
