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Chapter Fourteen “My daughter will be here soon, sir. I was wondering…” Honoria leaned against the patio door and watched the Marquis, searching for an answer to her question in the man’s mood even before she finished speaking. “What is it?” He looked up from his paper. “I-I hope this isn’t too forward, but I wondered what Rupert might have said to you about Antonia, why the sudden rush to have her visit us?” “You don’t want your daughter here?” “Oh, I very much do. It just seems so hurried. Or am I wrong?” “You’re not wrong. Reyes’s housemaid discovered Antonia in bed with one of his workmen—Rafael something or other.” She remembered Rafael Francisco well. “She’s coming here to get away from the situation while he handles the young man. I suspect that dispensing with the lover won