Chapter 34
Chapter Thirty-Four Icarus tried to conceal his ill temper, but he knew Green and Houghton had noticed. He smiled tightly, and offered the excuse of a headache. To Miss Trentham, he offered no excuse. She knew exactly why he was angry. He ate his dinner grimly, ignoring Miss Trentham’s promptings that he have a second helping of pie and another serving of suet pudding. Houghton ate seconds. After the meal, Icarus was strongly tempted to go up to his bedchamber and have a slug of brandy. He didn’t. He played two games of backgammon with Houghton and then excused himself—saying a coldly courteous good night to Miss Trentham—and climbed the stairs to his bedchamber. That infernal woman. Talking about things she had no knowledge of. How dared she talk of poor, damned Pereira? Icarus pause
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