"I want to marry your sister," he announced after he and Rupert had consumed the better part of a chicken, along with mashed potatoes, gravy, and corn, at the simple table in Rupert's kitchen. Lily had no illusions that Caleb meant what he said. It was just that even he wouldn't have the gall to stand there flat-footed and tell Rupert he wanted to keep his sister as a mistress. He and Rupert each took a cigar and lit up. "Don't I have anything to say about this?" Lily demanded, slamming the cast-iron skillet she'd been about to scour back onto the stove top. Caleb leaned forward in the fog of blue smoke that curled between him and Rupert and said confidentially, "I've compromised her, you see. There's nothing to do but tie the knot before she's ruined." Lily would have exploded if she hadn't been so surprised at Rupert's reaction. He should have been angry--outraged, even--but he only sat back in his chair and puffed on that damnable cigar. "I see," he said. "I will not marry this--this pony soldier!" Lily raved. "He's only fooling, anyway! Do you hear me, Rupert? There will be no wedding!" Rupert assessed her thoughtfully. "Is it true that he's compromised you?" Lily's face was red as an ember. She couldn't have answered that question to save her life. "There might be a child," he reasoned. "Did you ever think of that?" "Yes," Caleb collaborated. "Did you ever think of that?" Lily groped for a chair and sank into it. Pregnancy was a possibility she hadn't once considered. She'd been too wrapped up in her problems for that. "Shut up, both of you," she murmured, feeling ill. "I think you'd better marry the major," said Rupert. "I think I'd sooner marry the devil," countered Lily. Caleb chuckled. "Isn't she beautiful?" Rupert frowned. "Personally, I think she needs a spanking." "I agree," said Caleb. "Will you two please stop talking about me as if I weren't here? And it would take a bigger man than either of you to get the best of me." Caleb leaned forward in his chair. "Is that a challenge?" "No," Lily said, and the word took a great piece of her pride with it as it left her mouth. "I thought not," said Caleb."