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on leave or only a week, and already I wish Iwere home.”“This
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home.”“I know. That’s the problem.”The older man’s eyes were thoughtul beneathhis bushy brows. “You’ve been in India, what? Adecade?”Trev nodded. “I joined up at fteen, just atermy ather died.”“He was a fne man, your ather. I was ortunateto serve under him. But that explains it. The frstleave is always the hardest. England takes somegetting used to. The customs o the natives—quitepeculiar at times, even to a man who’s seen theNizam’s court. But you’ll get used to it. There’s noplace like London, once you get your bearings.You’re rich, my boy, and your pedigree is impec-cable. You’ll soon be up to your eyeballs in cham-pagne, delighting the air maidens o Mayairwith tales o your adventures among the heathen,while their mamas contend to determine whichone o their daughters will wed you.”The thought did not charm. Trev’s mother’snot-so-subtle matchmaking was a large part owhat had brought Trev back to his comrade’s doorthis evening. But as his eye caught the rayed edgeo the lodging chamber’s carpet, he rememberedthat Major Stanley did not have a amily ortuneto rely on as he did and might long to participatein the rituals o the
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he was able to reject.Hoping his riend didn’t think him a spoiledpuppy, he explained, “I let my mother drag me
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