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“I really should return to the city.” He was in grave danger of falling for Lady Arabella. He needed to put some space in between them, or else he was going to lose the Duke of Tiverwell as a client.
“At least stay a few more days,” the Duke urged. “You’ve worked so hard on this. A rest is what you’re owed, Mr. Conolly.”
“A barrister’s work is never done, Your Grace.”
“Mr. Conolly! When was the last time that you took some time to relax and enjoy yourself?” It was one of the foibles of the ton—believing that you were owed time to relax.
“I was ill the last time that I had a day’s rest,” he admitted.
“Then I insist! You’ve helped me, so thoroughly,” the Duke said. “And…and I may have need of you on some other matters…”
As he trailed off, Charles realized that the Duke was referring to what he had alluded to, the other day. He got the feeling that it was worrying him, but he had waited until Charles had finished with the estate first.
The Duke leaned forward. “Mr. Conolly, it would be a help if you could look over what I need to show you.”
Charles nodded. “A few more days,” he agreed. Even though instinct told him not to. How quickly would he be expelled from Tiverwell Manor, should the Duke find out about his feelings for his daughter, which may or may not be reciprocated?
“Take tomorrow off. Lady Arabella is going riding with Lord Drysdale. You should be of the party.”
“You won’t need me tomorrow?”
“Let me have a day to gather my thoughts,” the Duke replied. Charles nodded. He was curious to know what it might be. A letter, as he had intimated the other day? Several letters? Something else?
The Duke merely began to read through the documents, clearly having said as much as he planned to, for that day, at least.
