“Er, yes, of course. It’s rather curious. Philippa is not my sister by blood, but I feel bound to her now, much like a brother. She brought me back to my parents, and for that she has my gratitude and loyalty until my dying breath.”
Beau smiled, in part because she’d had the same effect upon him. She drew people to her. Her steady, faithful heart and brave spirit were irresistible. Even now, she’d insisted her servant friends from the Lennox house be permitted to come to this morning’s breakfast, and all the guests present had assumed the servants, who were dressed in their Sunday best, were acquaintances of Philippa’s from the country.
It didn’t bother Beau one bit. He rather liked Philippa’s noble heart and would gladly set tongues wagging among the gossips as long as Philippa was happ
