Miss Campbell just looked at me with her mouth slightly agape. “Does the duke know this?”
I looked down at where my hands were fidgeting with the buttons on my dress, before whispering. “Yes, he knows. I told him.”
Miss Campbell sighed and sat back in her chair. “Well, I am not quite sure what to say Celeste. I am sorry the duke did not reciprocate your affections, but you should have known better than to think the outcome would be any different. People like the Duke of Elstree does not marry every day common folk like us. We are only good enough to work for them, not to be their wives. Having any other ideas about it, is just pie in the sky.”
“Why is love measured by how much money your family possess, what your title is or what your surname is? Why should those things get in
