“What do you mean by that?” Carola asked.
“Quite simply that his daughter could be a Marchioness. Naturally he would have preferred a Duke, but, as there was not one about, he was prepared to accept a Marquis.”
“The Marquis must have been somewhat surprised by that,” Carola smiled. “I suppose he was afraid that, if he did not oblige, Mr. Westwood might not allow him to become Chairman of his Company.”
“I always knew you were quick-brained!” Peter said, “and, of course, you are right. He was beginning to feel that it was a choice between giving in to Westwood’s very broad hints or returning to England empty-handed!”
“So what did he do?” Carola asked.
“He had a sudden inspiration,” her brother replied. “He told Westwood that he already had a wife.”
Carola laughed.
“That was very cleve
