Chapter 44
Gentlemen, let’s look to our business.
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Concordia held onto the window frame and strained to listen.
“—Lily has assured me that she’ll sleep until dawn, at least.” The voice was Barton Isley’s.
“That lady professor’s a nosy one. Makes me uncomfortable, with our plans so close to fruition. I’ll be glad when it’s over tomorrow,” another man answered.
“That’s why I took it upon myself to act, when I spotted her,” Isley continued, his voice touched with pride and self-importance. “I wanted to make sure we could keep her contained. She knows nothing of our arrangements,” he added hastily, “but she was scrutinizing the guests quite carefully.”
Concordia let out a small sigh. So much for her attempt at subtlety during the ball. Miss Hamilton would have carried it off easil
