Page 19 of Suddenly a (The St. Clairs 5)

Hudson practically bit through his tongue trying to stay silent. This crass pair could go to the devil. They discussed Mia as if she were a piece of furniture they didn’t want in their new house and were willing to set her to the curb.

He couldn’t help himself and said, “I also delivered a letter to Lady Mia’s aunt, Lady Trentham. She and Lord Trentham were terribly saddened by the news and said Lady Mia would be coming to live with them in London. I believe she even mentioned something about a Season.”

Silence was followed by a harsh burst of laughter coming from the couple, angering Hudson further. He forced himself from clenching his fists, wishing he could drive one into each of their laughing, smug faces.

Morrison shook his head. “No one will wed my cousin. She’s as odd a duck as anyone would ever find. Dresses in old clothes, usually hand-me-downs from her father, and follows him about, spouting mathematical formulas and arguing about things no lady should think of, much less know anything about.”

His wife laughed merrily and then suddenly stopped. “You don’t think she’ll expect a dowry from us, do you, my darling?”

“Certainly not. I can’t guarantee that Uncle didn’t set one aside for her but it seems unlikely. She’ll be Trentham’s responsibility now, not ours, dearest.” He smiled. “My viscountess.”

“I didn’t even know the Trenthams had returned from abroad,” Lady Hortense commented. “I suppose it’s a good thing they’re here to collect her.” She glanced back at the letter. “Nothing is mentioned regarding a funeral. I’m glad. I find them so dull to attend. They dampen my spirits beyond measure.”

Hudson had heard all he wanted to and rose. “Since I’ve lived up to my promise and delivered Lady Mia’s letter, I will excuse myself.” He looked to the new viscount. “Lord Morrison, thank you for receiving me. I know you and Lady Morrison have much to discuss regarding your new responsibilities.”

“Yes, we do. Thank you, St. Clair, for being the bearer of such good news.”

Hudson bowed and left the drawing room as quickly as he could. Rage seethed through him. He reached his carriage.

“Take me to Gentleman Jack’s at once.”

Climbing inside, he slammed a fist into his palm over and over.

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