Lady Kitty’s head was almost resting on de Burge’s shoulder. He himself was staring resolutely ahead. It was hard to know what he felt for the woman in his arms, but easy to see that Lady Kitty felt secure.
‘She will have him,’ she thought in desolation.
De Burge’s comment that Lady Kitty’s interest in him waxed as his interest in her waned rang hollow now in Madelina’s ears. She only recalled the Duke saying that here was a ‘match made in Heaven’, that Kitty Villers was a girl who always ‘gets her own way’. What else – that Lady Kitty would not be ‘pinned down’ yet to a date.
Gazing at Lady Kitty now, melding her body with determination into de Burge’s, Madelina could not but feel that her mind had changed.
Lady Kitty looked just like a lady who had decided to ‘pin down’ the man of he
