Chapter Twelve
Lady Buton was lounging on a divan when Andrew was shown into her bedchamber. Her eyes were closed and she had one arm thrown over her forehead in a dramatic pose.
“Lord Colburne to see you, my lady,” the maid said, after clearing her throat.
Lady Buton’s eyelashes fluttered open. “Oh, Lord Colburne,” she sighed. “I’m so glad you could come.” Her words were followed by a loud belch. “Excuse me! I’ve been doing that for the past two days. Ugh!”
Andrew gave her a little smile and came over and placed his medical bag on the chair next to her. “I’m so sorry you’re feeling under the weather, my lady. I promise I’ll do everything I can to get you back up on your feet.” He peered at the lady’s dainty little feet, which seemed to be crammed into shoes too small for her, flesh ov
