![]() The voice belonged to Lord Hatchford, the duke’s good friend and fellow womanizer. But there was every chance of the rest meeting an ignominious end in the rubbish bin. The house was vast and some of the fossils were sure to remain undisturbed. Worse, he was always threatening to scrap all the specimens that Christian had painstakingly gathered.Įvery night during the boy’s Easter holiday, he had been lugging about trays of fossils, hiding them in various trunks and broom cupboards. She didn’t have any particular interest of her own in these mementos of prehistoric life, but her fifteen-year-old stepson, Christian, quite adored them-and his collection was growing at a problematic rate.Ĭhristian’s father-and Clarissa’s husband-did not approve of his heir “mucking about in the dirt,” as he called it. ![]() ![]() ![]() Just before Clarissa, Duchess of Lexington, met the man who would inspire four long years of unrequited love on her part, she was thinking about fossils. ![]()
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