Page 56 of An offer from the Marquess (Necessary Arrangements 4)

“Can I go with you?” Millie looked up at Rhys in excitement.

Rhys picked up a stick from the ground to avoid Millie’s expectant gaze and threw it for Button to fetch. Button galloped away, his tongue wagging out of his mouth.

“I don’t know,” Rhys said. “You might have to stay with Lady Isabel.” He took the stick from Button’s mouth as the dog returned and gave it to Millie. “Here. Now you throw.”

“Why?” Millicent threw the stick and watched the galloping dog, frowning.

Lady Isabel reached them at that moment.

“Because Lady Isabel is right. You need education.”

Lady Isabel beamed at him. “Thank you.”

“Papa! Now you throw!” Millie handed him the stick, looking as ominous as the dark cloud on the horizon.

Rhys threw it, and Button dashed after it.

“Well, I hope we can find Millicent a governess in time,” Lady Isabel said.

Millicent frowned at her. Button came back just then, a stick in his mouth.

Millie took it and turned toward Lady Isabel. “Lady Isabel,” she called, “Catch!” and threw the stick right at her chest.

Lady Isabel was able to catch the stick in her arms, but at that moment, Button raced after the stick and tackled her to the ground.

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