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"See my granddaughter safely home, won't you?" the viscount said.
Did Falconer have any idea that Jake was staying int he same hotel as she? Surely not. Her grandfather was tottering toward their hostess. Cleo narrowed her eyes. Falconer had a way of suddenly appearing frail when he wished.
She was getting the distinct impression that her mother had learned her uncanny ability to get her way at her father's knee.

"What's all this about kippers?": Byng asked. He had taken out a pencil and was scribbling on a piece of notepaper. "Now, darling Cleo, I don't want to have all the fun of ordering Addison's clothing. You must do your part."
"We could choose fabric for your gowns," Jake suggested. "Let's make another round of all the shelves, and I will hold bolts up to your hair."
"Only half-mourning colors," Cleo reminded him.