"Say!" Benedict exclaimed. "Why don't save her, Hastings?" Simon took one look at Lady Bridgerton (who at that point had her hand firmly wrapped around Macclesfield's forearm) and decided he'd rather be branded an eternal coward. "Since we haven't been introduced, I'm sure it would be most improper," he improvised. "I'm sure it wouldn't," Anthony returned. "You're a duke." "So?" "So?" Anthony echoed. "Mother would forgive any impropriety if it meant gaining an audience for Daphne with a duke." "Now look here," Simon said hotly, "I'm not some sacrificial lamb to be slaughtered on the altar of your mother." "You spent a lot of time in Africa, haven't you?" Colin quipped. Simon ignored him. "Besides, your sister said--" All three Bridgerton heads swung round in his direction. Simon immediately realized he'd blundered. Badly. "You've met Daphne?" Anthony queried, his voice just a touch too polite for Simon's comfort. Before Simon could even reply, Benedict leaned in ever-so-slightly closer, and asked, "Why didn't you mention this?" "Yes," Colin said, his mouth utterly serious for the first time that evening. "Why?" Simon glanced from brother to brother and it became perfectly clear why Daphne must still be unmarried. This belligerent trio would scare off all but the most determined-- or stupid-- of suitors. Which would probably explain Nigel Berbrooke. "Actually," Simon said, "I bumped into her in the hall as I was making my way into the ballroom. It was"-- he glanced rather pointedly at the Bridgertons--" rather obvious that she was a member of your family, so I introduced myself." Anthony turned to Benedict. "Must have been when she was fleeing Berbrooke." Benedict turned to Colin. "What did happen to Berbrooke? Do you know?" Colin shrugged. "Haven't the faintest. Probably left to nurse his broken heart." , Simon thought acerbically. "Well, that explains everything, I'm sure," Anthony said, losing his overbearing big-brother expression and looking once again like a fellow rake and best friend. "Except," Benedict said suspiciously, "why he didn't mention it." "Because I didn't have the chance," Simon bit off, about ready to throw his arms up in exasperation. "In case you hadn't noticed, Anthony, you have a ridiculous number of siblings, and it takes a ridiculous amount of time to be introduced to all of them." "There are only two of us present," Colin pointed out. "I'm going home," Simon announced. "The three of you are mad." Benedict, who had seemed to be the most protective of the brothers, suddenly grinned. "You don't have a sister, do you?" "No, thank God."