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“I often thought it was very unfair,” Elizabeth admitted. “But like everyone else, because I loved you, I wanted you to have the best.” “I think that is what men always get!” Alyna remarked. “The best! While women have to put up with what is left over.” “I can see I have a female revolution on my hands,” Lord Dorrington remarked, “I think I had better return to London before dinner and seek the masculine support of my Club.” “You are staying for dinner!” Elizabeth interposed with a cry. “Heavens, but I must go and see if we have something decent to eat!” She hurried from the salon and Alyna said with a smile, “There you are, a typical example. It is good enough for us, but it is not good enough for him.” “When it comes to being fed,” Lord Dorrington replied, “I think a Knight Errant