"How did you know?" Benedict finally asked. One corner of Colin's mouth tilted up into a crooked smile. "About Sophie? It's rather obvious." "Colin, she's--" "A maid? Who cares? What is going to happen to you if you marry her?" Colin asked with a devil-may-care shrug of his shoulders. "People you couldn't care less about will ostracize you? Hell, I wouldn't mind being ostracized by some of the people with whom I'm forced to socialize." Benedict shrugged dismissively. "I'd already decided I didn't care about all that," he said. "Then what in bloody hell is the problem?" Colin demanded. "It's complicated." "Nothing is ever as complicated as it is in one's mind."