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Mr Hendricks swore aloud, then said in a more moderate tone, ‘The upper classes are all quite mad. I had hoped for a time that you were proving to be otherwise, for your request to go to Scotland was within the bounds of possibility. But you are blessed with a stubbornness that is well outside the bounds of sanity, and a single-mindedness that could wear reason down to a nub.’

‘At least I am consistent, Mr Hendricks.’

‘You are that, My Lady.’

And then Dru tried something that had not occurred to her before, and dipped her head slightly, doing her best at a shy smile, as her sister would have done when trying to charm a man. Then she looked up at him through her long dark lashes. ‘I am sorry to have been such a bother. You have done your best to keep me safe, and I have much to be grateful for. If you can help me in this one last thing, I will see to it that you are properly rewarded for the inconvenience of it.’

He laughed. ‘So it has come to this, has it? You mean to use your wiles on me now that all else has failed.’ There was a strange pause before his response, as he stared boldly back at her in challenge. ‘And how might you reward me if I risk my neck for you?’