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“Right now, perhaps?” the baron murmured

Well, no, Hyacinth wanted to blurt out As far as she was concerned, this was the most abstract and ue Partly because it really wasn’t her place to speak, but also partly because she didn’t want to do anything to halt the unfolding scene

She turned to Gareth He was sht now are clear,” he said softly

And then quite suddenly the baron shifted his attention to Hyacinth “What about you, Miss Bridgerton?” he asked “Do you see things in black and white, or is your world painted in shades of gray?”

“It depends,” she replied, lifting her chin until she was able to look him evenly in the eye Lord St Clair was tall, as tall as Gareth, and he looked to be healthy and fit His face was pleasing and surprisingly youthful, with blue eyes and high, wide cheekbones

But Hyacinth disliked hi underhanded and cruel

And she didn’t like how he made Gareth feel

Not that Gareth had said anything to her, but it was clear as day on his face, in his voice, even in the way he held his chin

“A very politic answer, Miss Bridgerton,” the baron said, giving her a little nod of salute

“How funny,” she replied “I’m not often politic”

“No, you’re not, are you?” he murmured “You do have a rather…candid reputation”

Hyacinth’s eyes narrowed “It is well deserved”

The baron chuckled “Just make certain you are in possession of all of your inforerton Or”—his head le onto her face in strange, sly manner—“before you make any decisions”

Hyacinth opened herretort—one that she hoped she’d be able to , since she still had no idea just what he arning her about But before she could speak, Gareth’s grip on her forearrew painful

“It’s ti you”