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Mr. Cavendish, I Presume (Two Dukes of Wyndham #2) Page 27
Author: Julia Quinn

“While you do whatever it is you wish to do,” Thomas said. He glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. “I assume you don’t need me to help you fold up your un-mentionables.”

Audley turned, his eyebrows arched. “Not unless you have a preference for other men’s undergarments. Far be it for me to put a halt to your jollies.”

Thomas met his stare with cool purpose. “Don’t make me hit you again.”

“You’d lose.”

“You’d die.”

“Not at your hand,” Audley muttered.

“What did you say?”

“You’re still the duke,” Audley said with a shrug.

Thomas gripped his reins with far greater vigor than was necessary. And even though he knew exactly what Audley was saying, he found himself gripped—by a peevish little need to make him spell it out. And so, his tone sharp and clipped—and yes, quite ducal—he said,

“By this you mean . . . ”

Audley turned. He looked lazy, and self-possessed, and completely at ease with himself, which infuri-ated Thomas because Audley was—or looked to be—everything that he himself normally was.

But not now. His heart was pounding, and his hands felt itchy, and more than anything the world seemed somewhat dizzy. It wasn’t him. He did not feel off-balance. Everything else did. He was almost afraid to close his eyes, because when he opened them the sky would be green and the horses would be speaking French, and every time he tried to take a step, the ground would not be quite where he expected it.

And then Audley said, “You are the Duke of Wyndham. The law is always on your side.”

Thomas really wanted to hit him again. Especially since it would prove Audley right. No one would dare cross him here in the village. He could beat Audley to a bloody pulp, and his remains would be swept neatly aside.

All hail the Duke of Wyndham. Just think of all the perks of the title he’d never got around to taking advantage of.

They reached the posting inn, and he tossed the reins to the stable boy who came running out to greet them.

Bobby, his name was. Thomas had known him for years. His parents were tenants—honest, hardworking folk, who insisted upon bringing a basket of shortbread to Belgrave every year at Christmas, even though they knew that the Cavendishes could not possibly be in need of food.

“Your grace,” Bobby said, beaming up at him, even as he panted from his run.

“You’ll take good care of them, Bobby?” Thomas nodded toward Audley’s mount as the boy took those reins as well.

“The best, sir.”

“Which is why I would never trust them to someone else.” Thomas tossed him a coin. “We’ll be an . . .

hour?” He looked to Audley.

“If that,” Audley confirmed. He turned down toward Bobby then, looked the lad straight in the eye, which Thomas found surprising. “You weren’t here yesterday,” he said.

“No, sir,” Bobby replied. “I only works five days each week.”

Thomas saw to it that the innkeeper got a little bonus each month for giving the younger boys an extra day off. Not that anyone save the innkeeper knew about it.

“Have you met Lucy?”

Lucy? Thomas listened with interest.

“The black gelding?” Bobby’s eyes lit up.

“You have a gelding named Lucy?” Thomas asked.

“That’s the one,” Audley said to Bobby. And then to Thomas, “It’s a long story.”

“He’s a beauty,” Bobby said, his eyes round with awe.

Thomas could not help but be amused. Bobby had been mad for horses since before he could walk. Thomas had always thought he’d end up hiring him to run the Belgrave stables some day.

“I’m rather fond of him myself,” Audley said. “Saved my life once or twice.”

Bobby’s eyes went round as saucers. “Really?”

“Really. Napoleon doesn’t stand a chance against a fine British horse like that.” Audley glanced over toward the stables. “He’s well?”

“Watered and brushed. I did it myself.”

While Audley made arrangements to have his ridiculously named gelding readied for the ride home, Thomas headed over to the taproom. He supposed he disliked Audley slightly less than before—one had to respect a man who had so much respect for a horse—

but still, a pint of ale could not possibly be out of place on a day like this.

He knew the innkeeper well. Harry Gladdish had grown up at Belgrave, the son of the assistant to the stable master. Thomas’s father had judged him to be an acceptable companion—he was so far below Thomas in rank that there could be no arguing who was in charge.

“Better a stable hand than a cit,” Thomas’s father had often said.

Usually in front of Thomas’s mother, who was the daughter of a cit.

Harry and Thomas did, however, argue about who was in charge, and quite frequently, too. As a result, they’d become fast friends. The years had sent them their separate ways—Thomas’s father let Harry share in Thomas’s lessons at Belgrave, but he wasn’t about to sponsor his education any further than that. Thomas had gone off to Eton and Cambridge, and then to the glittering excesses of London. Harry had stayed in Lincolnshire, eventually taking over the inn his father had bought when his wife had come into an unexpected inheritance. And while they were perhaps a bit more

aware of the differences in their rank than they had been as children, the easygoing friendship of their youth had proven remarkably enduring.

“Harry,” Thomas said, sliding onto a stool near the bar.

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