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He cast her an obscure glance. “No fear of that, lass. We’re not Mayfair sort of folk.”
His tone made her wince. “Forgive me. I’m sure your family is perfectly lovely.”
That elicited a quick smile. “Lovely doesn’t exactly suit, but we rub along just fine. Did you bring a wrap?”
“No, it’s very mild out.”
They made their way to the entrance hall, where two footmen and a maid stood in a huddle, excitedly whispering. Word of the theft had obviously filtered out.
The only guests there were an elderly couple that the head footman was escorting out the door. Thank goodness the couple were leaving. Although Graeme was obviously a gentleman, it would be considered scandalous for Sabrina to leave alone with him.
She and Graeme had almost reached the front door when she pulled up short. “Oh, I forgot that I’m supposed to go home with Lady Farnsworth. I promised my father.”
He looked irritated. “Bad idea. Besides, I have my orders.”
The head footman stepped forward, looking concerned. “May I be of assistance, my lady?”
“Yes,” Graeme said. “Inform Lady Farnsworth that Lady Sabrina is unwell and is going directly home in Captain St. George’s carriage.”
Then Graeme marched her out the door and down the steps to the line of carriages.
“That wasveryrude,” she huffed. “Whatever will the servants think?”
“I don’t give a damn. Besides, once the news gets out about the robbery, no one will think twice about us.”
His mood was grim, but his logic was sound. “I suppose that’s true.”
“Which is a lucky break for you, but not so lucky for the Peregrims.”
“It’s very unfortunate, but you can hardly blamemefor the robbery.”
When he shot her an immensely frustrated look, she blinked. If she didn’t know better, she might almost have thought hedidblame her for the theft.
That was silly, of course.
A dark-coated groom came around from the back of the St. George carriage and opened the door. “Any luck, sir?”
“Only bad luck, unfortunately.”
“The captain won’t like that.”
“As I am painfully aware.”
The groom’s wince was sympathetic, which proved that this mysterious affair did have something to do with Graeme.
Sabrina adjusted her skirts as Graeme settled opposite, canting his long legs sideways to give her room. As the carriage pulled out of line, he crossed his arms over his chest and scowled out the window. Sabrina was positively bursting with questions, but tact seemed the wiser course at the moment.
After a few minutes, he cut her a sardonic glance. “You’re uncommonly quiet.”
She tried not to bristle. “I don’t think you know me well enough to ascertain when I’m beinguncommonlyquiet.”
“I know you well enough, lass.”
While his tone was neither complimentary nor encouraging, she decided to take the opening. “I can’t help thinking that tonight’s events were rather curious.”
“Which ones? There were quite a lot ofevents.”
She resisted the urge to kick him, which showed how off balance she was. Ladies never kicked gentlemen, unless absolutely necessary.
