“How could you be anything else?” he had said automatically because it was expected of him.
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Now he told himself furiously that there was nothing perfect about Fiona.
‘I will find someone else for the part,’ he decided. ‘It should not be difficult.’
After luncheon he ordered one of his best horses from the stables.
As the Head Groom brought the horse to the front door, he predicted that there would be snow before very long.
“I doubt it,” the Duke replied rather curtly.
“We looks to have a white Christmas,” the man remarked. “Last year, if Your Grace remembers, it never snowed till Boxin’ Day.”
The Duke wondered what that proved.
He recognised that the staff at Moor Hall, like his nieces and nephews, looked forward to snow at Christmas and they were disappointed if they were denie
