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It is forbidden to attract her. Although she never played the matchmaking role, she really believed Juliette would be most happy with the doctor. Maybe he's a dull, high-altitude guy. The only problem is that her sister will not be able to marry Fraser if they're hundreds of miles apart. He needs to be here, in London, so that Juliette will find that they really belong together. "Did he ever ask her to approve?" Asked Margaret. "How do you know? I just guessed that. "Margaret rolled her eyes irritably. "Because I'm constantly eavesdropping on everyone." "Well, but not this." In Amelia's mind came an idea and quickly developed it into a plan. She smiled, saying to her sister, "I was wondering if Juliette was waiting to escape with Paul because he now has a Doctor. Maybe that's why she refuses to look at anyone. "Margaret rolled her eyes. "Do not be so young, Amelia!" "You're an old lady, Margaret." This was enough to make her sister go crazy. Margaret darted towards her, but Amelia bent down to avoid her, running to steal her sister's list on the desk. "Countess Castledon? To be honest, Margaret, he's like a handkerchief. "" Handkerchief is not a stupid thing! "" Exactly! "Margaret rushed over, bracing the paper, but Amelia avoided it. , continue to run away. As she began to read the second name on the list, the door opened and Juliette entered. She was holding their cousin Matthew, gently rocking the boy to her feet. "What are you doing?" Juliette asked, stroking his hair. "Grieve Margaret," Amelia acknowledged. "I got her list." From red eyes she knew Juliette was crying, and Amelia was bored with it. She spent most of her Charlotte time with her son instead of looking for a husband. If you love children so much, Amelia believes that her sister must make a real effort to get married and have her own family. Even if she is still suffering because Paul Fraser is crying for some other reason, it is time to end it. "I think we should have a meeting among our sisters," Amelia announced. "Bring the baby back to the babysitter Juliette, we'll talk!" "Matthew can stay. It will not be able to reveal our secrets. "She kissed the baby and hugged him tighter. "So if you're going to share anything." Amelia walked over and locked the bedroom door, "Okay, it can stay. I guess the boy can not speak so it's okay. " She sat down on the bed, patted the side by side. "We need to discuss the men." The two sisters looked at each other in confusion, but did not intend to stop Amelia. "We can not get married to a single guy," she pointed out. "If you choose the same person, you can not let that happen between us." "You will be the third choice, Amelia," Margaret said. "Big sister should be worth the first choice." "It will be the second choice," Juliette corrected. "I'm not going to pick anyone else." Margaret shook her head. "You keep saying that. I do not believe you ever wanted to be an old lady. "" Well, I'll do it. "Amelia, strongly believing it was a lie, glanced at Margaret. What about Dr. Freser? He loves you; "And she loved him too, she almost burst out." He's a good guy, "Juliette admitted," but as she said, I'm not going to marry anyone. "Give me a chance," Margaret tried to convince. "Aunt Charlotte and her mother are trying their best to find the right husband for us. Meanwhile, I did not even try. "Juliette glared at them both. Why do all women marry? Do they really have to have a happy new man? "Amelia was shocked at her sister's anger. She had never seen Juliette angry, but her sister was standing there and staring at them both. "I had the options and married not one of them. I will never let a man control me nor give birth to a child. "Margaret also looked at her sister as if she had just announced her decision to become a nun. "But why?" Juliette tried to calm herself, her voice softening. "One of us will have to continue running Aphrodite's Unmentionables, because Victoria is now the duchess. Our family needs this money more than ever, especially after the house burns. Because Victoria can not manage so I will. "" Now the duke will take care of us, "Margaret pointed out. "There is no need to sell that scandalous garment anymore." "I like them," Amelia felt compelled to participate. "They are very beautiful and comfortable." "They are so expensive that even some people are afforded. You can not even wash them with soap because the silk will be damaged, "Margaret pointed out. "Who would want a bra that can only be worn a few times? Or a petticoat too thin, will it expose the chest if sweat? "Amelia glanced down her chest. Although not dare to wear such underwear, but she thought the husbandWould love it. "If nobody likes it then we can not sell much," Juliette protested. And whether you want to continue or not, I will still do it. "The child fell asleep in her arms and she hugged him tighter." So how do you sew them? I'm not even wearing socks anymore, "Margaret said." It will be like we did before. I still hire farmers' wives to sew them. They also still hold Victorian models. "She blushed, a sparkle of sparkle in her eyes that made Amelia startled. For the first time in a few months, Amelia found Juliette a little excited. "I want to be successful," she said. "It's very meaningful to you, right?" "Yes," replied Juliette. "Now, if people excuse myself, I'll go to Benedict's shop and find out what is the best seller." She stood up, careful not to wake the child. "Wait." Amelia stopped. before she left. "We have not finished discussing husbands." She looked at both of them earnestly. In spite of everything, Amelia was convinced that he was a great husband. Juliet nodded, "If Margaret did not want him first." With a sly eye, she added, "She's older than us." Margaret sighed sincerely, "Only if you have an earl." Amelia leaned back, grinning. "If you like that handkerchief, he will be yours." * * * "You have letters!" Cain Sinclair informed Paul. Holding the letter tightly in his hand, he leaned over the table in the bar. The small room was filled with cigarette smoke, the men were playing table games at another table. Paul set the beer down, watching Sinclair. A few weeks ago they came from Scotland to the south, followed by the Andrewa girls. How the hell do you send me a letter? No one knew he was coming to London. Sinclair handed the letter to him, Paul immediately considered the handwriting. "Who sent that?" "Lady Lanfordshire." From the way he grinned, Paul was sure Cain was lying. "Lie. She is still in Scotland and does not want to be associated with the least like me. "Cain just shrugged. "Open up and read." Paul glanced at the letter. The content of the invitation invited him to live in their London home for a few days, until arranged his life. The girls will live with Aunt Charlotte during that time. He skeptically told the story to Sinclair. "Why did Lady Lanfordshire allow me to stay in her house? And how do you get this letter? "For a moment, he did not believe she wanted him there. Especially when you are trying to find a famous husband for Juliette. "Lady Lanfordshire did not write this letter. Her youngest child, Amelia, falsified her mother's signature. She thought you were still in Scotland and I had to bring it there for you. I took it from her on behalf of the young ladies selling something. "Sinclair grinned and noted," As long as you leave when Lady Lanfordshire returns to London, there is no harm. . The house is empty. Give the letter to her housekeeper, he will believe it. "Paul blinked. "But why did she do that?" Sinclair shrugged. "Perhaps Amelia is trying to help you. She gives you a few days, my servants will not notice any difference. "" Then when Lady Lanfordshire found out, she would hang, shoot and brake me? No, this is not a good idea! "It's better to stay in a shabby place than to abuse where you do not want to. Even if it could bring him closer to Juliette. "She was a secretive, Amelia," Cain continued. "If I were you, I would take the risk. You have at least two weeks before someone comes in. "As they were still entering Mayfair, he added," And I'm sure Lady Juliette will know you're there. "(1) a place in central London.Paul is still not sure which is a good idea. Although following her, he did not want her to feel threatened. "Do not say anything!" He warned. "I'll tell myself to her." Sinclair shrugged. Paul kept the letter and turned to him, "There's something else that you did not tell me, right?" Cain drank his beer. "They found MacKinloch's sister. The Strathland man killed her, as we expected. No one has seen MacKinloch since then. "MacKinloch did not simply disappear, Paul knew. And since his sister is dead, he has nothing left to lose. "He can

help us," he told Sinclair. "He has as strong a reason as we are to overthrow Strathland." Cain poured him another cup. "So what can MacKinloch do? He has no money or a loved one. If he stays, he will face lawsuits for burning houses and losing suits. "" Yes. "But Paul could not get away with the thought that the old servant might be useful in some way. While here, I want you to find out anything possible about wool traders. Find out who Strathland's wool buyer is. "" So what? "" We'll meet them and persuade them to buy wool from another place. "Paul was not exactly sure how to do it, but