My Fair Lord. Wilma Counts

had been called to meet Lady Georgiana. Later Annie’s prattle had been overshadowed by that near miss he had endured outside Lady Georgiana’s house.

      When he heard Lady Henrietta greet Lord and Lady Ralston by name, he drew in a long breath and willed himself to be but part of the scenery. Years ago Ralston had been a fellow student at Winchester, though two years behind Lord Jacob Bodwyn and Lord Peter Fenton. Still, they had then spent a good deal of time in each other’s company, engaging in the usual schoolboy pranks. Now, if Ralston recognized him, all was lost.

      Jake deliberately turned himself at an angle to the Ralstons as he held the door for Annie and her ladyship, then jumped in behind them and closed the door. He breathed an inward sigh of relief.

      Wellington was right: people see what they want to see or what they expect to see.