It was the truth, but Prunella was angry with him for having guessed it.
“I have had my father to look after for the last three years,” she replied evasively. “He was – very ill.”
“You would not have been so important to him if your mother had been here,” the Earl remarked.
“I have been perfectly content.”
“That is untrue and you know it!”
“I am not interested in myself, but in Nanette, my Lord. I am finding it very difficult to make you keep to the point, which is that I have asked you a favour and I beg you – to concentrate on that and on nothing else.”
“When I see your sister, Nanette,” the Earl replied, “I shall doubtless find myself involved in her problems whether I like it or not. For the moment, Miss Broughton, I am interested in yours, which seem to me to be very urgent.”
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