Chapter FiveThe Marquis stared at Harry and was about to reply when the door opened and the butler announced,
“Lord Charles Fane, my Lord.”
A good-looking and impeccably dressed young man came into the room saying as he did so,
“I have just learnt, Rayburn, from your grandmother that you are back in London and I decided to come and see you right away.”
The Marquis held out his hand.
“How are you, Charles? Behaving badly as usual, I suppose?”
“Of course,” Lord Charles replied, “but I wanted to talk to you for a moment about your party as unfortunately Evelyn’s husband has just returned from the North and therefore she cannot come.”
“Another casualty!” Harry exclaimed before the Marquis could speak.
“Hello, Harry,” Lord Charles greeted him. “Who is the first one?”
Realising that he
