““There's no more jam to be had." "Or bread?" Dougal asked, knowing what the answer would be. "Nor bread," Angus said with a smirk. Dougal flicked his hand in the butler's direction. "Then you may go." Angus's smile faded, and he glared at Dougal until Sophia said softly, "Angus, that will be all." The buter scowled but obediently tromped from the room. "He loves me," Dougal said simply. Sophia's lips twitched. "I doubt that." "No,no,I'm certain of it.He's constantly staring at me and cannot seem to stay away.But the most telling symptom is the way he gets upset when I pay attention to another woman.””
