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at him. ‘Its about two hundred
yards away from White’s. So when you finish at your
club, why don’t you stop by.’ She flicked open her fan
and walked away from him.
Jesus! Charles thought. Do I just want to fuck
her? He stood staring at the floor, debating the issue. Yes, I want to fuck her. That’s all she’s fit for! That’s all
she wants! His mind travelled back to the last time he
had sex. She was a very nice whore at Cuidad Rodrigo,
but she was a very busy whore, so he only had his
twenty minutes before the next soldier was in. At least
with Connie I’ll get to fuck her all night! He decided and
smiled.
    ‘Oh! Dear.’ Kitty murmured as Richard took her
hands and made the arch for all the couples in the set.
He looked at her face to see her looking at Charles.
    ‘What’s the matter?’ he asked softly.
‘Constance Beresford.’ She said as if that
explained everything and jerked her chin towards her
brother.
‘And who is Constance Beresford?’ he enquired,
after glancing over his shoulder.
‘Didn’t you live in London before you went to
Spain?’ she asked impertinently. They broke apart and
followed the line until they were face to face back at the
top.
‘Not really.’ Richard said as they came together.
‘Actually, as little as possible.’ He finished as they
moved apart.
‘Then I’ll tell you about her after the dance.’
Kitty said and smiled impishly at him.
‘I’ll hold you to that, Lady Amelia.’ He said as
they turned and danced with the person next to them.
As the set came to an end, all couples clapped
for the orchestra. Richard asked her to stay for the waltz
and as the music began he held out his hand. Coyly she
put her hand in his and rested her other hand on his
shoulder. She felt safe as he placed his hand on her
waist and they started to dance.
‘I think you can call me Kitty.’ She said coyly.
‘Lady Amelia sounds so formal!’
‘I’m honoured, my Lady. You may call me
anything you like.’ He said softly. ‘So! Who is Constance
Beresford?’ Richard asked as he looked again at the
stunning woman talking to Charles.
Kitty looked up at his face and was astonished at
his profile, like a roman god. His dark wavy hair brushed
his collar as he turned his face back, he lifted an arched
eyebrow in query and her mouth went dry. She tried to
collect her wits.
‘I’m not supposed to know this, but she was one
of Robin’s paramours.’ Kitty said and giggled. ‘He was
quite put out last year when she upped and married the
aging Earl of Rochdale.’
‘Why didn’t she marry Robin? He had a higher
rank.’
‘I’m not supposed to know or understand this
either. But she has the reputation of a loose woman,
with low morals.’ She said raising her eyebrows
playfully. ‘According to Louise she wouldn’t marry
Robin, beside the fact he wasn’t interested in marrying
her, because he would have made an honest woman of
her and forced her to remain in his bed.’
‘Tell me more things, you’re not supposed to
know!’ Richard bade her and smiled mischievously. He
was captivated by the light in her eyes.
    Thomas appeared beside Charles, disturbing him
from his reverie about Connie Beresford. ‘This is the
first time I’ve seen Kitty waltz.’ He murmured. The two
men watched the animation in her face as she chatted
with Richard. ‘I haven’t seen her that engaged with a
dance partner since you went to Spain.’
    ‘Richard is a kind, generous and gentle man. If
his feelings become engaged, he will make an offer and
you could do a lot worse for a son-in-law.’ Charles said.
    ‘Does he have an independent fortune?’ Thomas
asked.
‘Yes. His elder brother has been overseeing his
estate while he’s been in Spain. Apparently his mother
left all three boys a fortune each, when she died.’
Charles sighed and smiled at his father. ‘Ponsonby
doesn’t look too happy.’
Thomas turned in the direction Charles was
looking to see Derek Ponsonby scowling at Richard.
‘Well, he