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“Why isn’t your father here?”

“He’s sailed for Canada. He left a letter explaining why he’d taken the remainder of our funds and sailed for Halifax.”

“Good God, he left you with nothing?” Dev exclaimed, appalled.

Lady Theodora’s resolute expression returned and she straightened her slender shoulders.

“He left me my name and my pride, Sir Develin, and the hope of his eventual return. Be that as it may, I didn’t come here to discuss my father’s recent actions. I have a business proposition.”

A business proposition? That was as unexpected as her arrival.

“A goodly portion of the sum you won from my father was intended to be my dowry,” she went on briskly, giving him no chance to interrupt with either comments or a question. “I propose that since, you’ve got my dowry, you now take the bride.”

Dev had had the wind knocked out of him once before. He felt exactly the same way now. “What did you say?”