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Gareth turned to Hyacinth, slightly pleased when she squirrandmother?” he asked
She shrugged “Because I like her”
And then she leaned forward and asked, “Why do you visit her?”
“Because she’s ht hirands to hi to mind—but never a duty “I like her, too,” he said slowly, his eyes never leaving Hyacinth’s
She didn’t blink “Good”
And then they just stared at each other, as if trapped in some sort of bizarre contest
“Not that I have any complaints with this particular avenue of conversation,” Lady Danbury said loudly, “but what the devil are the two of you talking about?”
Hyacinth sat back and looked at Lady Danbury as if nothing had happened “I have no idea,” she said blithely, and proceeded to sip at her tea Setting the cup back in its saucer, she added, “He asked me a question”
Gareth watched her curiously His grandmother wasn’t the easiest person to befriend, and if Hyacinth Bridgerton happily sacrificed her Tuesday afternoons to be with her, that was certainly a point in her favor Not to mention that Lady Danbury hardly liked anyone, and she raved about Miss Bridgerton at every possible opportunity It was, of course, partly because she was trying to pair the two of therandmother had never been known for her tact or subtlety
But still, if Gareth had learned one thing over the years, it was that his grande of character And besides, the diary ritten in Italian Even if it did contain soerton would hardly know
His decision made, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the book
Chapter 4
At which point Hyacinth’s life finally beco as Priscilla Butterworth’s Minus the cliffs, of course…
Hyacinth watched with interest as Mr St Clair appeared to hesitate He glanced over at her, his clear blue eyes narrowing alrandmother Hyacinth tried not to look too interested; he was obviously trying to decide if he should mention his business in her presence, and she suspected that any interference on her part would cause him to keep his counsel
But apparently she passed muster, because after a brief moment of silence, he reached into his pocket and pulled out what appeared to be a small, leather-bound book