"No. No. No. I mean, no, Your Grace. I mean it is kind, very, very, very kind, but no."

What was it he'd thought last night about moves? Whatever it was, he'd no idea his latest suggestion was going to be greeted with such disdain by Nathan, he considered saying straight out, I know you're her, it's so obvious that green waistcoat hardly fits in the middle, so can we please damn well stop this? But it would be a miracle if he reached the other side of the road alive. To lose ...