“What can I do? What the devil can I do?” the Duke asked himself.
What the devil can I doNight after night he sat in his study and added up the enormous amount of money that was required, not only for debts that had been left unpaid for far too long but for the ordinary everyday upkeep of his vast possessions.
It was because he had learned never to act hastily, but always to consider things from every angle before taking action, that when he first arrived he had let things continue as they were while he thoroughly investigated the whole structure of which he was now the Head.
The Duke had always been a reserved man owing to the fact that he had been sent to a boarding school at a very early age and, being unusually intelligent, he found himself when he reached Eton in a class of boys wh
