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clear to you that Dorothea will be my guest for the Season!’ Tis positively shocking how forgetful one becomes as the years advance!’

    Despite himself, Richard nearly grinned. ‘Quite shocking,’ he said gravely. Not that he, nor anyone else, would dare suggest to Almeria that she was advanced in years. Although she must be slipping if she expected him to believe that all this had not been carefully prearranged.
    Occasionally a little unsubtlety was called for.
    He settled for being extremely unsubtle.
    ‘Almeria—what the deuce are you up to?’
    ‘Up to?’ she said with a lift of her brows. ‘Why should you imagine I am up to anything? Really, Richard!’
    ‘Fudge,’ he said bluntly. ‘Don’t waste your breath, Almeria. Instead, tell me precisely what is the extent of Thea’s fortune. I was not aware she had one.’
    Almeria looked a little conscious. ‘Her godfather’s fortune. Not the sort of thing one counts on, although he always intended to leave it to her, but after all, he might have married. And it is not a terribly big fortune as these things go, of course.’
    The prickle at the back of his neck escalated into outright alarm bells.
    ‘Just how not-terribly-big are we talking about here?’ he pressed.
    ‘Only fifty thousand,’ said Almeria with an airy wave. ‘And derived from trade, of course!’ This last with a faint grimace.
    Fifty thousand? Only fifty thousand? Hell and damnation! With that much at stake, it wouldn’t surprise him to hear that Almeria already had the special licence in her reticule and a tame bishop in the back parlour.
    The suspicion that he had stepped into a well-laid and very sticky trap was unavoidable.
    But he could make one or two things plain.
    ‘Almeria—let us be quite clear. Although I intend to marry, I am not in the market for an heiress, and—’
    ‘Oh, for goodness’ sake!’ Almeria settled her skirts with a swish as she sat down. ‘Naturally when Aberfield asked that I chaperon Dorothea, I thought of you—since you were going to visit me anyway…’ She looked more than a trifle evasive.
    ‘Was I?’
    Richard couldn’t recall his plans including anything of the sort. Almeria’s summons to visit her as soon as he reached town had arrived several days ago quite unheralded. However, that wasn’t to say that Almeria’s plans…
    She glared at him. ‘Since I was intending to invite you—’
    The moment she had an heiress staying with her—that went without saying.

    ‘Richard, you must marry sensibly!’ she said crossly. ‘You need a wife, the right wife. Especially now that you have bought that property in Kent. One assumes you intend to get an heir!’
    Wisely, Richard held his counsel. There was nothing to gain from encouraging Almeria. No matter how right she happened to be.
    ‘And as for leaving these things to take care of themselves,’ she said, returning to an earlier theme,
    ‘I would have thought the danger of that was made plain by the appalling mess Max has—’
    ‘Enough!’ He controlled himself with an effort and said in a gentler tone, ‘Almeria, I cannot possibly remain here if you are to criticise Max and Verity. He is happy. Does that count for nothing?’
    Goaded, Almeria snapped, ‘And how long can it last before she does something disgraceful?’
    Enough was enough. ‘Like what? Cuckold him? Is that what you mean?’
    Her colour rose. ‘Exactly!’
    He shrugged. ‘Then he would have to cope with it. In his own way.’ Seeing Almeria’s mouth open, he added, ‘Just as our father did, in fact.’
    Her mouth closed.
    ‘Did you think I never realised? That summer I broke my leg and stayed with you here, I knew then.’
    Almeria was scarlet. ‘At least my sister was discreet!’ she said furiously. ‘I do not say that I approved of her behaviour, but she did not bring any disgrace upon the family!’ With which she rose, swept past him and left the drawing room again. The door shut with the sort of