Judith McNaught Quote

I think, Berta remarked with a proud little smile when she was seated alone in the drawing room beside Elizabeth, he’s having second thoughts about proposing, milday.I think he was silently contemplating the easiest way to murder me at dinner, Elizabeth said, chuckling. She was about to say more when the butler interrupted them to announce that Lord Marchman wished to have a private word with Lady Cameron in his study.Elizabeth prepared for another battle of wits-or witlessness, she thought with an inner smile-and dutifully followed the butler down a dark hall furnished in brown and into a very large study where the earl was seated in a maroon chair at a desk on her right.You wished to see- she began as she stepped into his study, but something on the wall beside her brushed against her hair. Elizabeth turned her head, expecting to see a portrait hanging there, and instead found herself eye-to-fang with an enormous bear’s head. The little scream that tore from her was very real this time, although it owed to shock, not to fear.It’s quite dead, the earl said in a voice of weary resignation, watching her back away from his most prized hunting trophy with her hand over her mouth.Elizabeth recovered instantly, her gaze sweeping over the wall of hunting trophies, then she turned around.You may take your hand away from your mouth, he stated. Elizabeth fixed him with another accusing glare, biting her lip to hide her smile. She would have dearly loved to hear how he had stalked that bear or where he had found that monstrous-big boar, but she knew better than to ask. Please, my lord, she said instead, tell me these poor creatures didn’t die at your hands.I’m afraid they did. Or more correctly, at the point of my gun.