Harry returned her smile with one of his own, and a bow. "Lady Linley. Forgive me lateness, I am afraid there was a matter of some urgency..." He said, before he glanced around at those present inside the room, most deep in loud discussion.
His eyes shifted back to her, another grin flickering onto his face, and his voice drops low, leaning to breath his next words close to her ear, "Mr Fox, my lady, is known in some circles for a serious of unwise investments in the Americas. Failed sugar plantations, as I remember." He leans away, wiping the smile from his face, looking serious once more. "Thank you again for inviting me."