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but what he was thinking was anyone’s guess. “I will take her,” he said abruptly.
    This was an unexpected development. “What? Uh, no, I cannot allow you—”
    He brushed her protests aside and spoke directly to Katie. “I am acquainted with people who are familiar with your circumstances. With their assistance, you will have food, a place to sleep, and prospects.”
    The wary hope in her eyes diminished as she considered his generous offer. “You are taking me to a brothel.”
    Before Emily could express her indignation over the suggestion, Lord Chillingsworth was shaking his head.
    “No. If that was my intention, I would have left you in your father’s care. It would have been simpler, do you not agree?” At her nod, he explained. “You are not the first girl my friends have helped. However, I recommend that you make your decision swiftly. We have drawn too much attention and I would prefer not to linger.”
    “I’m ready,” Katie said. With only an ill-fitting dress that likely belonged to her dead mother, she was willing to put her trust in a man she had just met.
    Emily glanced at the girl, mentally debating if she should be upset or relieved that Lord Chillingsworth was prepared to take responsibility for Katie. She was also a tad embarrassed that she had been so ill-prepared to help.
    Noting her discomfort, he said, “I promise, my friends are respectable people. She will be in good hands, Miss Cavell. More capable ones than you or I are equipped with.”
    Emily nodded, fighting down her resentment. She embraced the girl. “You recall the address that I told you? Yes? Excellent. I will be residing in London for a few months. Send me a note when you are settled.”
    The girl pulled away. “I will. Thank you, Miss Cavell.”
    She nodded and stepped back. It was silly, but she felt like weeping. “My brother and I—we should be going.”
    “A moment, Miss Cavell,” Lord Chillingsworth called out to her. “Is there a reason why your name is familiar to me?”
    “Perhaps you have heard of my father?”
    “It is possible. Well, no matter. It will come to me eventually,” he said, shaking his head. “By the by, you’ve neglected to give me your address. I will need it if you wish for me to update you on the girl’s well-being.”
    Emily bit her lower lip to hide her smile. “Reveal my residence to a stranger? That would be unwise, do you not agree, Lord Chillingsworth? Beside, Katie already knows how to find me.”
    *   *   *
    Frost’s mouth quirked as the redheaded Emily strolled out of his life as quickly as she had entered it. “I don’t think Miss Cavell likes me.” Granted, she was a sensible young lady. After all, he was not to be trusted.
    His companion giggled. “Maybe you should ask your friends for advice on how to court a lady.”
    He sighed dramatically. “A useless exercise, my dear Katie. I have no intention of courting anyone—especially a difficult lady like Miss Cavell.”

 
    Chapter Five
     
    “Rumor has it, you are flirting with ladies who are half your age, Frost,” Vane teased as he leaned back in his chair so he could prop up his feet on the table.
    Frost grimaced, not particularly amazed that his good deed had reached his friend’s ears. “You must have called on the Sainthills recently.”
    Four days had passed since he’d presented young Katie to Lady Sainthill. Although it was rarely discussed, the beautiful marchioness had lived as notoriously as the Lords of Vice under a different name—Madame Venna. Before her marriage, she had been the proprietress of the Golden Pearl, one of the most extravagant brothels in London. By using a half-mask to conceal her face and altering her voice, she had amassed a small fortune while keeping her identity a secret. The Lords of Vice had often patronized her establishment.
    Those days were behind Catherine, and the less said, the happier Saint was: He was very protective of his lady. Nevertheless, she had old