What in Hades were you doing, lady? I almost hit you.Remington rose to confront him, but before he could say a word, Madeline came up like an infuriated wasp. What was I doing? What were you doing? You almost hit this dog. Her cheeks and the tip of her nose glowed scarlet with fury. Her eyes sparked with brilliant blue. She had a smudge on one cheek and her hat was askew, but that didn't matter, for all the passion she had revealed in the morning's kiss she put into the defense of a mutt she had never before seen.Surly with guilt, the youth said, It was just a flea-ridden stray. Then her loveliness registered. He jerked to attention, back straight, shoulders back. He stared with avid fascination into her face. I believe we may have met, although I can't quite remember-She rampaged on, Is that the way you were taught? To run over defenseless animals?Stepping back, Remington folded his arms. This youth didn't stand a chance.Her eyes narrowed. Wait a minute. I recognize you. You're Lord Mauger!Yes, I... I am. Viscount Mauger, humbly at your service. Whipping his hat from his head, the youth bowed, eager to make a belated good impression on the beauty before him. And you are...?She wasn't impressed or interested. I know your mother, and she would box your ears for this.Dull red rose in Mauger's cheeks. You won't tell her.Not if you promise to be more careful in the future. I won't be around to rescue the next dog, and I remember what a fine lad you were. You love animals, and you'd feel guilty if you killed one.You're... you're right. Mauger's pleading eyes looked much like the dog's. I just bought the chestnut, and came into town, and I wanted to show him off, but that's no excuse...As Mauger dug his toe into the dirt, Remington realized he was observing a master at work. She had taken the young man from fury, to infatuation, to guilt in one smooth journey, and Mauger adored her for it.