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Chapter 2

At leisure in the library, Lady Clayworth was researching the finer points of etiquette concerning bicycles and automobiles.

The Lady hadn't made it half-way through a page describing colors of riding goggles appropriate for winter months when her focus was arrested by the sound of a large beast falling in to the mud, and quite a bit of colorful metaphors shouted loudly shortly after.

With a demure smirk that betrayed a sense of truculent mischief to particularly no one in the otherwise empty study, the Lady rose to see the muddied form of one Mr. Archibald Grimsworthy.

The lady had trained Brutus well.