Christina Dodd Quote

But I fear my senses can't be trusted in this new land.Eleanor sneaked a glance at his harsh and handsome features. No matter how much she wanted to dislike his presumption and his arrogance, she found herself drawn to him. She would have noticed him if he'd been courting Madeline, and quivered over the most careless glance. But with all his attention focused on her in the belief she was Madeline, her mind was blank. She couldn't taste her food. She could only see and smell and crave to taste Mr. Knight.I'm sure your senses are fine, Eleanor said.Both Mr. Knight and Lady Gertrude turned to look at her.Eleanor stared down at her plate, where the cold, dressed crab waved its claws at her, and she thought that it, too, gawked at her from its beady little peppercorn eyes and wondered at her incredible triteness. Then she thought about what she'd said, and she slumped in her seat. She had commented on his senses?In a deep, controlled voice, which, she feared, masked his amusement, he said, I trust your bedchamber is to your liking.He wasn't supposed to be talking about her bedchamber. He was her... Madeline's... betrothed! Those who weren't married didn't mention bedchambers or beds or anything of a personal nature.Yet he was her host. It was proper he should ask. Yes. It's lovely. It... Eleanor realized she was being conciliatory when she should be taking a stand. As Madeline had said, Straightening up, Eleanor stared forbiddingly at Mr. Knight. It's in the wrong house, however. I should be in my father's home in Chesterfield Street.He stared back at her, waiting... waiting. The silence stretched out, long and dreadful.As he must have known she would, she began to crumple. That is, I liked the colors. The chimney draws well. It's clean. It's... it's very clean. I do like it. Eleanor had warned Madeline that she was unable to talk to men. Eleanor had warned Madeline she was timid and easily cowed.