During the night he told himself that while it seemed a preposterous idea to find a wife for Richard, the presence of someone of his own age would doubtless make his convalescence quicker than it would be otherwise.
He wondered what Richard’s tastes were, apart of course, from Delyth Maulden.
He personally had never spoken to him about anything except horses and other sporting interests.
It was Richard’s mother who had told him that he was noble and idealistic and knew little of the Social world. Mothers, the Duke thought, were not unnaturally prejudiced in the favour of their offspring and he wondered now what Richard would think of Benedicta and if he would find her too clever to be attractive.
He knew that cleverness in a woman was only tolerated when they were old and could preside
