Something Wonderful

Conventionality,’ ” Jordan quoted dryly, “ ‘is the refuge of a stagnant mind.’

You needn’t worry about your appearance, my dear, because true beauty springs from the heart and dwells in the eyes.”

tucked a wayward curl beneath the brim of her sky-blue bonnet and did not argue the issue.

nervously aware of the strained atmosphere.

curt indifference. "Assuming it keeps accurate time, it's a half hour past time to dine."

His eyes turned to blazing daggers as they shifted to the glass she held, and the nerve in

feet away from the wall against which the duke had hurled it. The duke, who had betrayed no tra

Fawkes had just closed the study door when the deathly silence of the hallway was suddenly shattered by an explosive crash and the sound of breaking glass within the study. Thinking someone had fired through the windows, Fawkes flung the door open and then stopped short: A magnificent gold and crystal brandy decanter, which had once belonged to a French king, was now lying on the polished wood floor a few

what his intellect was already beginning to suspect, while pain and shock and fury tore through every fiber of his being.

feeling of inexpressible dread roared through Jordan's body, pounding in his brain, screaming in his heart as he recalled seeing Alexandra holding the decanter of port when he returned from the bank of the stream. "Would you like some wine? It's the special kind you drink."