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Devin.
    “Madam, adjust your tone or take your bone elsewhere,” he replied just as directly.
    She was rendered speechless for a moment. William took that opportunity to jump in with quick introductions. The second lady, Gertrude Allen, even seemed surprised at hearing Devin’s full name.
    “You wouldn’t happen to be related to Lydia Baldwin, would you?” Gertrude asked him.
    Devin spared a smile the for soft-spoken woman. “Indeed, she’s my aunt.”
    “Oh, my, I know your family quite well. My late husband used to travel all the way to Lancashire just to replenish his stable from them. Wonderful horse breeders. An old family tradition, eh? Your grandparents were still alive then as I recall. And more recently your aunt helped my Fluffy after she and your uncle moved to London. What a superb dog trainer she is. After only a week with your aunt, my Fluffy came home and never chewed on another table leg again! Mabel, I told you about—”
    The older dame had recovered by then and cut in, “He can breed all the horses he likes, but he should keep his nose out of what he can’t possibly know anything about. Listen here, Cupid ,” Mabel said in a derogatory tone, using the nickname that Devin had recently earned, “you might be something of a sensation right now because you’ve had a bit of luck at matchmaking, but it’s absurdly presumptuous of you to even try your hand at it when you’re a newcomer to town and—”
    “I’m not new to London,” Devin said.
    “’Course you are. Who has ever heard of you before this Season?”
    William tried to deflate the old bird, but he was sounding a bit annoyed himself now on Devin’s behalf. “Wouldn’t call m’self a nobody, Lady Mabel. Devin’s my best friend, as it happens. He and I went to school together. He was even born in London, if you must know. He’s merely been up north revitalizing his family’s horse farm since we got out of school, so he’sbeen too busy to come to town to socialize these last years. But he’s bought a property near London in order to be closer to his clients, so you’ll be seeing a lot more of him now.”
    The old bird wasn’t deflated in the least, merely spared William a glare to say, “That is not good news, William Pace.” Then she actually wagged her finger at Devin. “You’ve been lucky so far, but it’s a serious business you’re tampering with, and people will get hurt if you steer them wrong. This is just a lark for you, isn’t it? Just an amusing pastime?”
    Devin shrugged. “Can’t deny it’s amusing, but it’s not something I set out to do. It just fell in my lap. But there’s no luck about it, it’s simple animal magnetism that makes for a good match. A man and a woman have got to want to rut, but after the rutting, they’ve got to have something in common or their happily ever after falls apart.”
    “How . . . how dare you!” Mabel sputtered.
    “Think about it, old girl, and you’ll realize I’m right. How many of your happy matches are still happy? Or are the husbands already keeping mistresses on the side?”
    William was coughing, having choked on a half laugh, half groan. Gertrude was staring down at her feet. Mabel was speechless again and so red in the face she looked as if she might burst. Even Devin knew he’d just gone beyond the pale, but he simply didn’t care. Damned jealous old biddy had no call to upbraid him for commonsense methods that worked.
    Their hostess took that moment to make her presence known, and to go by her expression, she seemed quite amused over what she’d just overheard. And now Devin was blushing! Bloody hell.
    Ophelia put her hand gently on Mabel’s arm. “There’s no reason to be upset, m’dear. A little outspokenness is refreshingfrom time to time. Imagine what would happen if all artists wanted to paint the same way? Our walls would be nothing but boring.”
    “Hardly relevant,” Mabel mumbled, her cheeks beginning to cool.
    “Perhaps, but no one