“Unfortunately, and this is a devil of a thing for a man of my background to admit, I’ve no feeling for cloth or patterns at all. My stepfather despaired of ever making me a draper.” “How fortunate you had the earldom to fall back on.” Oxney gave a bark of laughter. “Yes, it was that or walking the streets. Sometimes I regret my decision.” “I’m sure you would have made an excellent lightskirt, my lord.”
