Get me into the game, Izzy, Cameron said when he reached Isabella at the edge of Hart’s well-groomed lawn. Pairs of ladies and gentlemen waited beyond, a few gentlemen swinging mallets and rolling shoulders to show off for the ladies. Isabella turned to Cameron in surprise. We’re playing croquet.Yes, I know what the devil it is. Give me a damned mallet.But you hate croquet. Isabella continued to blink green eyes at him.I don’t hate it today. I want you to pair me with Mrs. Douglas.Ah. Isabella’s surprised look turned to one of interest. Mrs. Douglas, is it?