“Who did you dine with?”
“I can’t say, sir.”
“You mean, you can’t drag her in?”
“Exactly.”
“For her sake, or ours?”
“Hers.”
Lord Larch pointed to a table.
“Give me pen and paper,” he said.
Pembury did as he was bid, and the Earl lay back on his pillows and wrote a note.
Mr. Forsyth,