“Yes, but I forgot that part after someone shot him so boldly,” Beaufort admitted. “It still bothers me how easily the person slipped through our fingers.”

“Mrs. Dove-Lyon wished to arrange an appointment with Duncan, for some woman named Mrs. Mads Sorenson had requested that Bessie Dove-Lyon prove to be a matchmaker between her and Duncan.”

“I have never heard of such a woman as part of society,” Graham admitted. “Perhaps we should do a bit of investigating. Do you think there is any connection between the shooting and this woman?”

“Perhaps she might decide to shoot him this week,” Richard said with a grin, “but I doubt this Mrs. Sorenson would haveshot Duncan before his lordship presented Mrs. Dove-Lyon his refusal. That would be counterproductive to marital felicity.”

“I still believe we should locate this woman and learn more of her,” Graham said. “It is too much of a coincidence for all these events to overlap.”

“I agree,” Beaufort added.

Richard paused only long enough to reclaim Lady Emma’s hand. “You may count on me. We all owe our continued allegiance to Lord Macdonald Duncan.”