Nanny spoke almost scathingly, but Anthea knew from the expression on her face that she was very proud that Harry should be representing the Marquis and driving to the races in style.
As Anthea sat down at the dining room table to eat the egg that Nanny a few minutes later put in front of her, she knew that this would certainly alleviate Harry’s anger.
She thought it was very clever of the Marquis to think of anything that would so quickly take his mind off what Lord Templeton had said at White’s.
‘Whatever happens, Harry must not attempt to fight a duel about it,’ Anthea told herself, as she had last night.
She was certain that Harry would not be as good a shot as Lord Templeton, who would, like most of his generation, have fought a number of duels in his time and might wound Harry or
