My most precious memory is of Sterling, with tears glistening… The following day, Sterling received a request for a meeting… The Little Season occurred in December, when the lords returned… When Sterling awoke with his shoulder aching and his head… Sterling had to admit that he looked every bit the… Jack Dodger was drifting off to sleep after just having… With a sigh, Frannie placed her elbow on the desk…Īs the sun began to peer through a part in… Within his bedchamber, Sterling sat in a chair near the… While Greystone rested, Frannie retired to the morning room. It was nearly two in the morning, but Greystone’s butler…
Standing in the darkened alleyway, Sterling reached into his waistcoat… Sterling sat in his library, no lamps lit, only the…Īs his coach rumbled toward the outskirts of London, Sterling… “Your Grace, how splendid of you to visit,” Lord Millbank… Halfway through the opera, Frannie decided to be merciful and… That Sterling had been able to walk straight to the… Her clothing was simple enough that she didn’t normally require… Sterling had mistakenly believed-since the last ball of the Season… Since Frannie had disappointed him with her answer, Sterling had…
Sterling had not expected the long line of wagons that… Feagan’s lads-although…Īfter making the last needed notation in the ledger, Frannie…Īs Catherine sat in what had been her father’s-and was…
The encounter with Greystone had left Frannie unsettled. Sterling Mabry, the eighth Duke of Greystone, wasn’t certain why… My earliest memory is of Feagan saying, with his heavy… For Eileen, one of the classiest ladies I know.
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