“What the devil do you mean ‘the next time’?” “The viscount has expressed a wish to share my company.” “The bloody hell he has!” Stoker exploded. “Heavens, Stoker, what difference does it make to you?” “This is just like him, thinking he can do as he damn well pleases because he is the lord of the manor,” he said savagely. He turned away, then loomed back, using his height to full advantage. “You are not to go anywhere with him. You are not to call upon him. You are not to receive him.” I was so astonished I very nearly laughed aloud. “You cannot seriously think I would permit you to dictate
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