Chapter 14

When they had closed the door behind them, Daniel turned to Lady Whittington. “They are quite beautiful.”

“Thank you. Would you like to sit?”

“No, I won’t stay long. Again, I am sorry for the unexpected visit. I didn’t have time to send ‘round a note asking if you’d agree to see me.”

She folded her hands neatly in her lap and gave him a pensive look. “This is about Rothton, isn’t it?”

He swallowed the painful lump in his throat. “Yes. I wanted to ask if he has a country manor. I probablyshould know but I find I don’t. Does he?”

“Yes, they have a small estate in Ipswich.”

Daniel blew out a breath. “Ipswich. Thank you.”

“But, Graystone, Aubrey isn’t there.” She rose from the settee. “I think I should tell you he spoke of leaving England.”

God, no.

He’d really mucked things up. What was he supposed to do now? He couldn’t leave England to search for him. Damn Aubrey and his volatile temper.