"Lady Grenellen had brought an heiress there for him, and he was busy with her."
"And you made it as difficult for him as possible to do his duty. How heartless of you, Comtesse! I would not have believed it of you."
His voice was more mocking than I had ever heard it.
"I did nothing of the kind."
"He is an agreeable fellow, Berty."
"Full of information."
"Superficial."
"Possibly."
Then our eyes met.
"Comtesse, we are not here to talk about the Duke of Myrlshire in these our few minutes of grace. The 6.42 train will soon be in." And he sat down again beside me.