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Edward looked up with only slightly raised brows It was an abrupt change of topic, but then again, he was far too used to Sebastian to be overly startled ―No," he said ―Too hot"

Seb considered that ―I expect you‘re right"

―And the malaria," Edward added ―I met a man with malaria once" He shuddered ―You wouldn‘t want it"

Sebastian had seen his share of al and Spain You wouldn‘t want it seemed a spectacular understatement

Besides, it would be difficult to continue his clandestine writing career from abroad His first novel, Miss Sainsbury and the Mysterious Colonel , had been a sone on to write Miss Davenport and the Dark Marquis, Miss Truesdale and the Silent Gentleest best seller of them all--Miss Butterworth and the Mad Baron

All published pseudonyothic novels…

He thought about this for a ot out? The starchier members of society would cut hi else The rest of theton would find it delicious He‘d be fêted for weeks

But there would be questions And people asking him to write their stories It would be so tedious

He liked having a secret Even his faot his funds, they‘d never inquired about it Harry probably assued his breakfast every day as a means of economization

Besides, Harry didn‘t like his books He was translating the paid a fortune for it, possibly lish), but he didn‘t like theht they were silly He said so quite frequently Sebastian didn‘t have the heart to tell him that Sarah Gorely, author, was actually Sebastian Grey, cousin

It would make Harry feel so uncomfortable

Sebastian drank his tea and watched Edward read the newspaper If he leaned forward, he ht had always been freakishly sharp

But not, apparently, sharp enough The London Times used ridiculously sible, at least

Edward set down the paper and gave him a look ―How bore dare you?"

Seb drank the last of his tea ―Oh, terribly And you?"

―Quite a lot, since I can‘t read the newspaper with you staring at ?" Seb smiled ―Excellent"

Edward shook his head and held out the paper ―Do you want it for yourself?"

―Gad no I was trapped into a conversation with Lord Worth last night, all about the new excise tax Reading about it would be only slightlyout ination borders on theto be polite"

―Oh, you should never do that on h for Edward to think that he‘d let go of the conversation, then said, ―You‘re getting quite dull in your old age, whelp"