Rawdon chuckled a little, and took a seat as directed. “I did think so, but you never know,” he shrugged. He’d always thought America would be a very conservative and straight-laced sort of a place, but Isabel didn’t seem that way all.
“Derbyshire is quite a way off, but the name sounds... familiar,” he admitted, although at that point in time he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. “Southampton is in Hampshire,” he told her. If he didn’t know this Henry character, he would be sure to know his father if it was the same world. “I’d probably need more than just Just Henry to go off though, what did you say his surname was?”
He considered it for a second and then gave her a devilish grin. “Yes, please. Either would be brilliant.”