“A fate worse than being keelhauled, to be sure.” Tony scratched his jaw. A moment later he snapped his fingers. “All you need do is petition the courts for a change of guardian. Offer up some sobersides married chap, a stuffy fellow with good breeding and old money. A title in the family tree wouldn’t hurt.”
“Stuffy?” Jimmy wrinkled his nose.
Sylvia bit back a grin. She squeezed Tony’s hand, barely able to contain her gratitude.
Tony nodded, his expression grave. “Think we could fool them into thinking I fit that description?”
Jimmy’s jaw dropped. “You’d do that for me?”
“Seems only fair, since you’ve been taking care of Sylvia.”
“What’s this?” Nick had wandered over. “Trouble in paradise already?”
“Seems I’m about to acquire a ward as well as a wife.” He ruffled Jimmy’s hair.
Nic
