Huntley sat back, smiling at the stunned faces surrounding him.
“So simple,” Fungy said in awe.
“Beautiful!” Merry agreed.
“That would indeed solve all of my problems. But I don’t think it would work,” Reath said skeptically.
“Of course it will work,” Fungy scoffed.
“Thursday is Lady Bantam’s ball. That is your opportunity,” Merry said.
“Lady Darlington will never agree to it,” Reath said, shaking his head.
“Then don’t ask her,” said Fungy.
“What? Then how am I going to be Miss Whately’s escort for the evening?”
Merry nodded. “Ask Miss Whately.”
“And how am I to do that without the presence of her cousin?”
“Really, Sin. Been away too long,” Fungy sighed.
“Lady Darlington is not going to be at home all the time. She is bound to go out to make social calls. She cannot take Miss W
