Page 11 of The Model Debutante
‘Oh, howverykind of Miss Gower.’ To Nick’s surprise he saw her eyes were filling with tears. Why had he thought her so composed that she would not give way to emotion? She hastily pulled her handkerchief from her reticule. ‘I do beg your pardon.’ She dabbed her eyes, tried to speak, tried again andwith an apparent effort managed to say, ‘I will treasure any keepsake that she has left me. I was very fond of her.’
Nick chuckled softly to himself. If she thought she had inherited a pretty ornament or a book or two Miss Grey was in for a surprise. He was startled as she shot him a reproachful glance. She was not going to pretend she was not affected by the old lady’s thoughtfulness, the expression said as plainly as though she had spoken, even if his lordship found a milliner’s gratitude for a trifling gift amusing. He absorbed the reproof silently. What very expressive eyes she had.
‘It amounts to rather more than a keepsake, Miss Grey,’ Dover said, smiling at her. ‘I am happy to tell you that you stand to inherit fifty thousand pounds.’
‘But.. but that is…’
‘Several thousand pounds a year if invested prudently. I must congratulate you.’
‘I was going to say “impossible”,’ Tallie stammered. ‘There must be some mistake, surely? Lady Parry?’
Appealed to, his aunt shook her head, laughing kindly at Tallie’s confusion. ‘No mistake, my dear. Miss Gower knew of your history, as I do. You must forgive us for looking into the past of such an unusual young milliner as you are. You must also forgive us for a little plot to restore you to the sort of life to which you were born and bred. It gave Miss Gower such pleasure to think of the difference this would make for you.’
Tallie looked from one face to another. She finally settled on the lawyer. ‘But Mr Dover, is this legal? I am no relative of Miss Gower’s and surely someone else has a better claim to her fortune?’
‘She was so devoid of relatives that she had to borrow me from my aunt to stand in as a nephew and executor,’ Nick said, reaching the conclusion that she was as genuinely incredulous as she appeared and liking her for the lack of any sign of pleasureat the inheritance. No grasping little miss this one. ‘You are cheating no-one of their dues.’
‘But her servants, her friends…’
‘Her servants have been left well provided with generous annuities and her few close friends such as myself have all been left keepsakes – pictures, jewellery and so forth.’ His aunt leaned across and patted her hand. ‘None of us need her money, my dear Miss Grey. It is quite all right. This is not a dream, and you are perfectly entitled to your inheritance.’
Dover got to his feet and began to shuffle papers into a portfolio. ‘You will need a day or so to recover from the surprise, Miss Grey, but I will write to confirm what I have said and you will doubtless be able to furnish me with the direction of your bank and your man of business.’ He tied the cords around the folder and bowed to the ladies. ‘My lady, Miss Grey, Lord Arndale, I bid you good day.’
Lady Parry got to her feet. ‘If I could just have a word, Mr Dover. There is the question of Miss Gower’s house – the staff asked me for advice on several matters that I am sure you are far better equipped than I to answer. Miss Grey, would you be comfortable here for a few minutes? There is something I would very much like to discuss with you.’
The door closed behind her leaving Nick alone with Miss Grey. Now was as good a time as any to confirm what his agents had found out about this young woman who had so won the hearts of his aunt and Miss Gower. Was she all she seemed? And what was the guilty secret which made her blush so? He suppressed a stirring of interest which he recognised as sensual. She was far from his usual type: possibly that other blonde in the studio had had more of an effect than he thought.
Tallie found it difficult to concentrate on what she had just been told, it was too unbelievable. Instead she found her mindwandering to thePeeragewhich she had rather secretively conned the day before.Nicholas Stangate, 3rdEarl of Arndale…The family seat in Hertfordshire, a Town house in Brook Street. Unmarried, twenty nine years old with no brothers or sisters…
‘You do not appear very pleased by the news you have just received,’ the earl remarked, sinking into the seat opposite hers and leaning back. Tallie looked at him: he appeared completely relaxed, but his gaze was anything but casual.
‘I was not thinking about it,’ she admitted. She waited for that dark brow to lift, and as she had anticipated, it did. Despite everything she smiled slightly, liking the expression of dry humour.
‘I have said something to amuse you?’
‘No, it was just that I was expecting you to raise one eyebrow when I admitted to such odd behaviour – and you did.’
Both brows shot up and he grinned at her disarmingly, instantly subtracting years from his age as the cool reserve vanished. ‘I am appalled that I am so predictable in my mannerisms. I can see that acquaintanceship with you will be a salutary experience, Miss Grey.’ She dropped her eyes, suddenly conscious of how intimate the conversation seemed, alone in the room with him. ‘Not only do you have a keen eye to depress affectation, but you have a mind above the acquisition of a fortune. Do tell me, how is it you can dismiss fifty thousand pounds with such ease?’
‘I cannot do that.’ Her gaze lifted swiftly. ‘No, you misunderstand me, my lord. It is such a shock that it does not seem real. I cannot think about it without becoming confused, so I was just letting my mind wander until I felt more rational.’
‘Then I think you should have a glass of sherry which will restore the tone of your mind a little and we can discuss it. You will have some practical affairs to consider almost immediately.’ He must have seen her dubious expression as he reached forthe decanter which stood on a table beside his chair. ‘Now, what is disturbing you, Miss Grey? The thought of consuming wine at this hour of the day or my presumption in making free with my aunt’s decanters? If it is the former, think of it as medicine for your shock, if the latter, rest assured that I take no liberties without my aunt’s permission.’
Tallie bit her lip in vexation. Was shesoeasy to read that he could observe her every emotion in her face? ‘Neither, Lord Arndale. It is simply that I do not feel that it is my place to be…’
‘But whatisyour place, Miss Grey?’ He reached over and handed her the glass before picking up his own. ‘To your good fortune, and to your happy restoration to your natural position in Society.’
Tallie took an experimental sip and decided she liked the taste. It still felt very strange to be having such a conversation with a gentleman, let alone this one, but she refused to appear a simpering miss, so she retorted frankly, ‘If I knew what that was, I might welcome my restoration to it, my lord.’
‘I wish you would call me, Nick. I suspect we will find ourselves discussing business quite frequently while this is all settled.’
‘Certainly not, Lord Arndale,’ she said, shocked.
‘You could adopt me as an honorary cousin,’ he suggested gravely. ‘Miss Gower considered me as a nephew and as you are her heiress, I am sure that makes us cousins.’
In spite of her efforts Tallie could not help laughing. ‘I beg leave to tell you that this is ridiculous,my lord. I stand in no need of cousins, only of a recommendation to a bank and to a respectable man of business who is used to managing the affairs of single ladies, and I am sure Lady Parry will be kind enough to suggest how I go about finding those.’
At that moment Lady Parry sailed in with her usual energy, smiling at Nick as he stood to offer her the chair he had beenoccupying.
