That man," she said in low but still audible tones, "is an idiot."

"Yes, madam, but he's all we've got."

"I may be stupid," Rupert said, "but I'm irresistibly attractive."

"Good grief, conceited too," she muttered.

"And being a great, dumb ox," he went on, "I'm wonderfully easy to manage."

She paused and turned to Beechey. "Are you sure there's no one else?

Autor: Loretta Chase

That man," she said in low but still audible tones, "is an <i>idiot</i>."<br /><br />"Yes, madam, but he's all we've got."<br /><br />"I may be stupid," Rupert said, "but I'm irresistibly attractive."<br /><br />"Good grief, conceited too," she muttered.<br /><br />"And being a great, dumb ox," he went on, "I'm wonderfully easy to manage."<br /><br />She paused and turned to Beechey. "Are you sure there's no one else? - Loretta Chase




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