“Quite well, my lady,” he responded with a hint of impatience, dismissing the health of both himself and his wife as a matter of no importance as he received Sir Ethan’s damp greatcoat, hat, and gloves. How do you do?” Lady Helen asked as she divested herself of her rain-dappled pelisse. How do you do, Sir Ethan?” the butler intoned with sober dignity, in the hushed tones he considered appropriate to the occasion. The great front door was flung open, and a liveried footman came running out of the house with an umbrella to hold over their heads. But as if bent upon proving them wrong out of sheer contrariness (no one entertained for even a moment the possibility that his determination to live might be inspired by affection for his elder child), his grace was still clinging to life four days later, when Sir Ethan Brundy’s well-sprung but sadly mud-splattered carriage lurched to a stop before the portico of Reddington Hall. As these latter were obliged to travel from Lancashire over indifferent roads, it was generally felt by the duke’s household staff that Lady Helen and Sir Ethan Brundy would in all likelihood arrive too late for Lady Helen to bid her father farewell. Theodore, Viscount Tisdale-his grace’s son and heir-was duly summoned from his bachelor flat in London’s Albany likewise, the duke’s daughter and her husband were also sent for. Donald Grant (Edinburgh-trained, and having temporarily forsaken his thriving Harley Street practice for the express purpose of attending his grace) was perhaps understandably goaded into informing the duke that his life might henceforth be more accurately measured in days than years. Granted, the physician had not put it quite so bluntly, but upon being castigated by his aristocratic patient as a mealy-mouthed old woman and commanded to give said patient the truth with no bark upon it, Dr. Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner without written permission from the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews.Ĭover design and illustration by Flo Minowa.
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