grinned. âThey keep talking to me of it. Now let us go to pay our respects to the Senator. I hear that the daughter is plain, but that his niece is pretty and reasonably rich. I suppose youâre after her, you dog. Going to settle down with the one woman soon, are you?â
Alan was referring to the joke about the Dilhorne men, beginning with the Patriarch: however rowdy each oneâs early life, once he was married to the one woman he settled down and was faithful to her. It had certainly been true of their father and the twins, Thomas and Alan, thought Jack. He wondered whether it would be true of himself.
He and Alan made their way back to the Hopes, to find that Sophie had temporarily departed with another admirer, and so Alan had to be presented to the Senatorâs strong-minded, if witty, daughter. Sophie would have to wait for another time.
Alan Dilhorne fascinated Marietta. He was so undoubtedly Jackâs brother, and there was so much of him, all of it overpoweringly handsome. He was, as her father had told her, devious, and the four of them engaged in a lively conversation about all the matters which were engrossing Congress at the moment.
He was tactful, too, over such issues as slavery, but showed plainly that he thought that it was the main cause of the coming warâ âAfter the economic divisions between North and South,â he said, âalthough old English gentlemen such as myself arenât supposed to know about such things.â
Later, it was plain that Senator Hope had been greatly impressed by him. âThose fools on the Hill,â he said, âare taken in by his manner and think him another effete English gentleman. My colleagues think that I am wrong about him. Time will show which of us is right.â
He asked both the brothers and Charles Stanton to dinner before they left Washington.
âBut before then,â said Marietta who was enjoying herself hugely, and who had seen approval of her in Alan Dilhorneâs bright blue eyes, so like Jackâs, âyou must come to tea. I believe that Jack here is in a position to recommend it.â
Jack looked solemnly at his brother. âMost certainlyâand I promise you that the conversation is better than the food, good though that is. Muffins again, Marietta, and pound cake, I trust.â
âYes, indeed, and I promise you Sophie as well. She will be sorry to have missed your brother and Charles.â
The entire party were now on Christian name terms and the Senator was delighted to see his daughter sparkle and blossom in the company of three attractive and handsome men who appeared to have no female appurtenances to get in the way.
After they had paid their respects to Marietta and the Senator, the Dilhorne party left to spend the rest of the evening at Willardâs Hotel. Alan was staying with the British Envoy and Charles with a cousin who worked in the Envoyâs office and had a small villa outside the capital.
Predictably Sophie was furious when she discovered that she had missed Jackâs return. âBut I have invited them all to tea,â said Marietta. âHis brother and his friend as well as Jack.â
âOh, I donât care about them ,â said Sophie inelegantly. âItâs Jack I mind missing. I trust that you wonât monopolise him when he next visits us.â
Mariettaâs hand itched to slap her, and she was greatly relieved when Sophieâs wounded feelings were soothed by the arrival of yet another beau, a naval officer this time. Indeed, on looking around the room Marietta saw that more uniformed men were present than ever before, and she hoped that they would assuage Sophieâs greed for attention and admiration.
Unfortunately, the Senator soon tired and decided to leave early. Sophie complained all the way home at her evening being cut short, until even his courtesywas frayed to the point where he was ready to reprimand her.
Marietta