Judith McNaught Quote

May I inquire what the point? he snapped impatiently.Indeed you may, Lucinda said, thinking madly for some way to prod him into remembering his long-ago desire for Elizabeth and to prick his conscience. The point is that I am well apprised of all that transpired between Elizabeth and yourself when you were last together. I, however, she decreed grandly, am inclined to place the blame for your behavior not on a lack of character, but rather a lack of judgment. He raised his brows but said nothing. Taking his silence as assent, she reiterated meaningfully, A lack of judgment on your parts. he drawled.Of course, she said, reaching out and brushing the dust from the back of a chair, then rubbing her fingers together and grimacing with disapproval. What else except lack of judgment could have caused a seventeen-year-old girl to rush to the defense of a notorious gambler and bring down censure upon herself for doing it?What indeed? he asked with growing impatience.Lucinda dusted off her hands, avoiding his gaze. Who can possibly know except you and she? No doubt it was the same thing that prompted her to remain in the woodcutter’s cottage rather than leaving it the instant she discovered your presence. Satisfied that she’d done the best she was able to on that score, she became brusque again-an attitude that was more normal and, therefore, far more convincing. In any case, that is all water under the bridge. She has paid dearly for her lack of judgment, which is only right, and even though she is now in the most dire straits because of it, that, too, is justice.She smiled to herself when his eyes narrowed with what she hoped was guilt, or at least concern. His next words disabused her of that hope: Madam, I do not have all day to waste in aimless conversation. If you have something to say, say it and be done!Very well, Lucinda said, gritting her teeth to stop herself from losing control of her temper. My point is that it is my duty, my obligation to see to Lady Cameron’s physical well-being as well as to chaperon her. In this case, given the condition of your dwelling, the former obligation seems more pressing than the latter, particularly since it is obvious to me that the two of you are not in the least need of a chaperon to keep you from behaving with impropriety. You may need a referee to keep you from murdering each other, but a chaperon is entirely superfluous. Therefore, I feel duty-bound to now ensure that adequate servants are brought here at once. In keeping with that, I would like your word as a gentleman not to abuse her verbally or physically while I am gone. She has already been ill-used by her uncle. I will not permit anyone else to make this terrible time in her life more difficult than it already is.Exactly what, Ian asked in spite of himself, do you mean by a ‘terrible time’?I am not at liberty to discuss that, of course, she said, fighting to keep her triumph from her voice. I am merely concerned that you behave as a gentleman. Will you give me your word?Since Ian had no intention of laying a finger on her, or even spending time with her, he didn’t hesitate to nod. She’s perfectly safe from me.That is what I hoped to hear, Lucinda lied ruthlessly.

Judith McNaught

May I inquire what the point? he snapped impatiently.Indeed you may, Lucinda said, thinking madly for some way to prod him into remembering his long-ago desire for Elizabeth and to prick his conscience. The point is that I am well apprised of all that transpired between Elizabeth and yourself when you were last together. I, however, she decreed grandly, am inclined to place the blame for your behavior not on a lack of character, but rather a lack of judgment. He raised his brows but said nothing. Taking his silence as assent, she reiterated meaningfully, A lack of judgment on your parts. he drawled.Of course, she said, reaching out and brushing the dust from the back of a chair, then rubbing her fingers together and grimacing with disapproval. What else except lack of judgment could have caused a seventeen-year-old girl to rush to the defense of a notorious gambler and bring down censure upon herself for doing it?What indeed? he asked with growing impatience.Lucinda dusted off her hands, avoiding his gaze. Who can possibly know except you and she? No doubt it was the same thing that prompted her to remain in the woodcutter’s cottage rather than leaving it the instant she discovered your presence. Satisfied that she’d done the best she was able to on that score, she became brusque again-an attitude that was more normal and, therefore, far more convincing. In any case, that is all water under the bridge. She has paid dearly for her lack of judgment, which is only right, and even though she is now in the most dire straits because of it, that, too, is justice.She smiled to herself when his eyes narrowed with what she hoped was guilt, or at least concern. His next words disabused her of that hope: Madam, I do not have all day to waste in aimless conversation. If you have something to say, say it and be done!Very well, Lucinda said, gritting her teeth to stop herself from losing control of her temper. My point is that it is my duty, my obligation to see to Lady Cameron’s physical well-being as well as to chaperon her. In this case, given the condition of your dwelling, the former obligation seems more pressing than the latter, particularly since it is obvious to me that the two of you are not in the least need of a chaperon to keep you from behaving with impropriety. You may need a referee to keep you from murdering each other, but a chaperon is entirely superfluous. Therefore, I feel duty-bound to now ensure that adequate servants are brought here at once. In keeping with that, I would like your word as a gentleman not to abuse her verbally or physically while I am gone. She has already been ill-used by her uncle. I will not permit anyone else to make this terrible time in her life more difficult than it already is.Exactly what, Ian asked in spite of himself, do you mean by a ‘terrible time’?I am not at liberty to discuss that, of course, she said, fighting to keep her triumph from her voice. I am merely concerned that you behave as a gentleman. Will you give me your word?Since Ian had no intention of laying a finger on her, or even spending time with her, he didn’t hesitate to nod. She’s perfectly safe from me.That is what I hoped to hear, Lucinda lied ruthlessly.

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About Judith McNaught

Judith McNaught (born May 10, 1944) is a bestselling author of over a dozen historical and contemporary romance novels, with 30 million copies of her works in print. She was also the first female executive producer at a CBS radio station.