““Now, who could possibly find smut interesting?" "Not that kind of smut," West said hastily, as he saw the duke's brows lift. "You're referring to the multicellular fungi that inflicts grain crops, of course," Kingston said blandly. "There are all different kinds of smut," Pandora said, warming to the subject. "Smut balls, loose smut, stinking smut-" "Pandora," West interrupted in an undertone, "for the love of mercy, stop saying that word in public." "Is it unladylike?" She heaved a sigh. "It must be. All the interesting words are.””
