Chapter Twenty-Eight
~May 28~
Archer had been sitting on his hands for two days. He’d tried going to Powell’s to search for another investor, but his heart hadn’t been in it. He was at a loss. He was beginning to wonder if his appeal to the ladies of the Wagering Whist Society had been for nothing.
The only thing he had managed to do was to get himself out of Kineton’s house. He’d done that pretty much as soon as he’d sobered himself up after Cassie had turned him down and Wickford had told him to seek out the Ladies’ Wagering Whist Society. He should have done it a month ago. No, he shouldn’t have ever gone there in the first place.
He’d thought Kineton had been a friend. How he had been mistaken!
A knock on Archer’s door forced him out of his reverie. He had no man servant. No footm
