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376 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published July 1, 1998
“Maddie, you are more precious to me than anything on this earth, including my title. If I have to be Quin Bancroft to marry you, then I will happily become him. We could raise pigs.”


Quin swallowed, his expression becoming uncertain. "I need to tell you something."
Now she was uneasy. She didn't need another lesson to know that nothing was simple where they were concerned. "I'm listening."
"Even if you decide for some unfathomable reason that you don't want to marry me, there's something you should know about Charles Dunfrey."
"Not spreading rumors, are you?" she asked, only half teasing. He wouldn't dare to stoop so low as to lie about Charles just to convince her not to marry him. Not now.
"This is fact. Maddie, I discovered something the other day, and considering the circumstances, I don't think I should keep it from you."
"Stop stalling about and tell me, Quin."
"It's Dunfrey's finances. He's--"
"He's what, Warefield?" This was the sort of backbiting behavior she expected from the rest of nobility; she hadn't expected it of Quin. "He's not as wealthy as you?" she suggested. "I suppose not. But then again, who is?"
"Maddie, you're taking it all wrong. This is not about my pompous snobbery, or your lack thereof."
She put her hands on her hips. "Why don't you explain it to me, then, my lord?"
"I'm trying to explain it, damn it," he snapped. "Dunfrey's one step ahead of the bloody moneylenders, Maddie. Without your dowry, he'll be done for, probably by the end of the Season. I'm worried that--"
"That he's marrying me only for my money? Or for my parents' money, rather?" She shrugged, furious and hurt. "What did you expect? I suppose he couldn't possibly just happen to be poor and simply wish to marry me because he loves me. For heaven's sake, who could be that abysmally stupid?"
"Maddie--"
"Thank you, my lord, you've been a great help. Now, go marry that wretched Eloise, and leave me alone." Tears danced in her eyes, and she lowered her gaze to his chest.
He opened and shut his mouth several times. "Damnation," he cursed. "You are impossible."
"That's what I've been trying to tell you, if you'll recall. Good day, my lord."

"No one came after me the last time." She started crying again. "But you came."