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His wife e or ahlypeople have a different perspective on such things Will you be continuing this particular croquether "Not at the moment I believe Mr Lefoux needs to stew He thinks hi I won’t be played with, croquet or no croquet"

"Good girl, very wise," approved herhim because he kissed you back?" Lord Maccon perked up, not following but hopeful

Rue finally sputtered to a halt "It’s no good This is too bad I can’t be discussing this with you You’reas the case may be, really is none of your business"

At that, Lady Maccon became annoyed "Of course it’s our business! You’re a proper lady, or as proper as we could turn out given the circu coquettish Frenchmen willy-nilly It’s not done and the papers will positively float off the stands Frankly, I’m not convinced Mr Lefoux is a top choice I don’t keep full accounts of your generation, but isn’t he a terrible philanderer? Wasn’t there soo?"

Rue was about to point out that what she meant was that she didn’t want to discuss the specifics of the kissing, when a tre clatter in the hallway made further speech i for the evening

"Should you let them out?" Rue wondered aloud before she could stop herself

Lady Maccon sucked in a breath

Lord Maccon said, very deadly and quiet, "Are you questioningbreath, and leapt "No, Paw I’ your control"

She wasn’t certain what such a bald statee at her, roaring? Would he crumble like a child into confessions and tears? But what did happen was allanced up through her lashes

Mother was grey under her olive skin, her eyes sad Paas hunched, set, which wasn’t very Her indomitable parents, Rue realised, looked defeated

The silence stretched

Desperate to see so of their normal dynamic, Rue sacrificed her own pride "Look I like Mr Lefoux I think he’s a priood if one of us is well versed, don’t you think? Paw, don’t answer that Regardless, I believe he is attracted to h I doubt he takesto this," said Lord Maccon And then on a roar, "What do you mean he doesn’t take you seriously?"

"Oh, Paw, be fair I don’t take me seriously most of the time Why should anyone else? Besides, I’m not sure I want serious – it can be such a bother"

Lord Maccon looked exactly as if he wanted to bash heads, possibly hers and Quesnel’s