“I’m having the coach brought around, and then I’m taking you home. You will go directly to bed and not awaken until you are thoroughly rested. You will eat a proper breakfast – do you hear me? – and then you will not go haring about in a cold rain without my escort.” She gave him an odd look, and then the corners of her mouth turned up in that dear, unexpected smile. “You sound exactly like His Grace.” “The man has five daughters. My sympathy for him grows by the day.” Her.”
