"I am trying my very hardest not to be in anyway boring, Lady Linley. Although they say those who try to hard almost always fail." He smiled, feeling a little better now.
He laughed then, unable not to. "A duke? My dear Lady, I have difficulty imagining myself as a knight, never mind a duke, and I doubt a man such as myself would make a very good one." He said, although in his heart of hearts he could hardly wait to get himself that title, that power and influence.
Ah. Now this was another little trip-wire she had set. "The Whig Line, Lady Gwendolyn? What other alternative is there? Our Prime Minister is a drunkard, and he's running the country into the ground. But I not need tell you of that."