Boodle's was across the park, so it would take no time to reach it. Only reaching it might take longer, he realized the second he strode down the stairs into the street, when he also saw who had drawn up at the park gates opposite, in her curricle, so she could drive the damn thing around the park. Damn her. To hell. May she tip out of it. His only problem was that beside her elegantly clad figure, Lady Kertouche sat as watchfully as an auburn-haired viper guarding the treasury. ...