Chapter 21 Pistols &Targets

“Bullocks! I say this is a pretty darn place you have here, lord Tonfield. It's a wonder you don't invite anyone about, Tiverton said as soon as he swung down his horse.

“Fishing for another invitation, Tiverton?”

“I thought you would never ask.”

Cole almost smiled. Instead, he collected the box of the pistol from his footman placed it on top of his horse, and laid it open.

So far, his greatest fear since his wife announced this unexpected expedition had not happened. He had thought the men would be a nuisance, a thorn in his side. But so far they had conducted themselves with dignity. Now that he thought of it, his anger had steamed from discovering what Emily had done to his chambers and then that matter of taking the decision from his hand by proposing the shooting game. Perhaps he had been too quick to leap to a conclusion.

Lifting the silver pistol, Cole tasted the weight in his hand, turned an