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Mary asked. “Ah, yes,” he said, with what Kate thought was fairly surprising reticence. ” “I wasn‟t sure if I should have allowed Edwina to go off with him for a ride. ” “I believe that Mr. Berbrooke has a steady hand with his horses,” Anthony replied. “Oh, good,” Mary replied, letting out a much-relieved sigh. ” Newton let out a staccato bark, simply to remind everyone of his presence. “I had better find his lead and take him for a walk,” Kate said hurriedly. She certainly could use a bit of fresh air.
Well, breakneck for an overweight corgi. Which was still, Kate noted with some interest, fast enough to keep a six-foot-tall viscount at bay. Kate hitched up her skirts an inch or so—hang the onlookers, she couldn‟t afford to be fussy right now—and took off running again. There was no way she‟d catch up with Newton, but maybe she could catch up with Lord Bridgerton before he killed Newton. Murder had to be on his mind by now. The man would have to be a saint not to want to murder the dog. And if one percent of what had been written about him in Whistledown was true, he was no saint.
Oh, now, well, that will make it easy to catch him,” he said. ” She scowled at his sarcasm. ” Anthony had half a mind to answer, “Go home and get a real dog,” but she looked so worried he bit his tongue. Actually, upon closer inspection she looked more irritated than worried, but there was definitely a bit of worry in the mix. So instead he said, “I propose we wait until we hear someone shriek. ” She didn‟t look convinced. “Because he‟s not the scariest dog to look at. ” “I believe we have our answer,” Anthony said dryly, and he took off in the direction of the anonymous lady‟s scream.