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“Except for Hyacinth,” Gregory Bridgerton put in

Gareth turned He’d aler randmother adores your sister”

Gregory turned to Hyacinth “Do you still read to her each Wednesday?”

“Tuesday,” Hyacinth corrected

“Oh Thorry”

Gareth blinked Did Hyacinth’s brother have a lisp?

“Mr St Clair,” Hyacinth said, after what Gareth was quite certain was an elbow in her brother’s ribs

“Yes?” he murmured, mostly just to be kind She’d paused in her speech, and he had a feeling she’d uttered his na to ask him

“I understand that you are an accomplished swords-man,” she finally said

He eyed her curiously Where was she going with this? “I like to fence, yes,” he replied

“I have alanted to learn”

“Good God,” Gregory grunted

“I would be quite good at it,” she protested

“I’m sure you would,” her brother replied, “which is why you should never be alloithin thirty feet of a sword” He turned to Gareth “She’s quite diabolical”

“Yes, I’d noticed,” Gareth ht be a bit ht