The Duke And I
She managed to ask calmly, and the Dowager Duchess only smiled.
"I admire spirit, you know," she said instead of replying to Cassy's question. "So does Henry. He may not seem as if he admires it, but trust me, he does. He cannot abide by rabbity girls, for instance, shaking and quivering in their shoes when a mouse happens by, or simpering like a fool." She paused, and when Cassy didn't speak, she leaned close to her, the duchess's voice low so no one could hear. "If my grandson seems rather harsh at times, it's because he has to be. My brother, his father, died from an unfortunate accident in Henry's arms. The boy was only fourteen at the time. It was quite tragic and left him with a great
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