“If you love my brother, as you say, my Lord,” Celesta answered, “you would free him from – jail. He cannot stay there. It is a dreadful – filthy place and there is nothing he can do but drink!”
“You are very eloquent,” Lord Crawthorne commented, “and I think that I must listen to what you have to say about Giles. However this is neither the time nor the place for it.”
As he spoke, he glanced again towards Nana sitting very upright and obviously listening to everything that was said.
Lord Crawthorne looked at Celesta and there was an expression in his eyes that made her afraid.
“I will tell you what we can do,” he said in a caressing voice. “We will dine together tonight and discuss your brother s dilemma.”
“I have to – return to Wroxley,” Celesta reacted quickly. “Nana and I have – n
