Chapter SixDrusilla Cavendish-Browne certainly had the name, but she also had the looks to match. What was more, her mind was needle sharp. Truth was, she frightened most men, especially those who felt they had to prove themselves. So, contrary to most opinion, she received few invitations and those she did she often felt quite painful for there was little that they shared in common except the physical, and that without sincere affection was, in plain terms, crude. Lizzie’s brother Toby, though, was different. His mind ranged wide and the political realities he described were fascinating. So when she received his phone call she made no secret of her satisfaction.
He was handsome in a plain sort of way and had the kind of crinkly hair that would be unaffected in a gale. He was going grey b
