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Lucius? Did you forget that we planned to meet for lunch? I've been at Il Monello for forty-five minutes. Signore Ramundo is most distressed that I've kept putting him off so long.

Is something amiss? Remember, dearest, I do have an appointment at two. And so have you, if I recall!

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What? But where is he going? It must have been quite an opportunity to convince him to leave you.

Now, darling, I know this is a blow, but I'm sure he shan't leave you completely in the lurch. You know he thinks very highly of you. He must have been terribly nervous to say anything. Of course, waiting only makes you more justifiably upset, whereas if he'd told you sooner you'd have had more time to prepare. But he's young to learn such things.

How soon must he go? Is there no way to convince him to stay? Even for a little while longer? Perhaps Christmas? By then you should be able to engage a suitable replacement.

By all means, go to the club; it will help. And don't go storming back to the St James' house, either - talk it over with Ari. He always helps you level your head over things. I'll see you tonight and we can discuss it more ~~calmly~~ at length.

Were you able to talk to Barty, at least, before all this came out?

Oh, he has parlayed his association with me into an opportunity, all right. Fleet and Gibson offered him the supervision of the new Office for the Regulation of Commercial Enterprise. Since summer's reclamation projects, Gibson's had this in mind. I should have known when he suggested Crispin had talent in the field. And Fleet - asking me my opinion of him as a clerk! I'm a fool not to have made the connexion myself before now.

But according to Crispin, he's already stayed longer than they wanted and the Regulatory office anticipates an influx of applications and the need for inspection tours as we approach the holiday season. Thus, they require him as of 1st November to begin training. He has sworn to procure an interim assistant with at least a few days' transition and offered to consult his replacement once I have chosen a permanent clerk.

That does little to mollify me, however. It is intolerable to be expected to accept such short notice! And kindly do not tell me to get my head put back on straight by Ari; I believe I have every reason to react as I have done.

All right. I shall be late if I continue thus. Whoever else is running the course this afternoon had best be on guard.

Well. Surely you don't blame him for wishing to rise on his own? You are naturally perturbed by his duplicity in keeping it from you, as anyone would be. But I can understand why he might have done. You would have offered him a rise in salary or some other temptation to keep him. And it might have worked for a while, dearest, but a young man of Crispin's talents can't be expected to remain your clerk for the rest of his days. And perhaps he has met someone, as you suspected, and remembering your conversations with him while he was seeing Miss Kirke made him realise he had to take a position where he could dictate his own hours or manage what he needs to start a family. After all, it is a sizable promotion, and something he couldn't do if he'd continued with you.

It's certainly a bad hex, husband, and I know it's a terrible inconvenience to you. But I think that what is really troubling you is that he did not enlist your help, nor obtained your approval, before taking this decision. Isn't that right? What does Ari say about it? (And no, I did not mean to imply that you need him to analyse you, only that talking with him always seems to steady you.)

I've not had the chance to speak to him, steadying or no. Barty had some news that could not wait for action. I had the club inform Ari.

However, it means I shall be here through supper as well, most likely, or at the Ministry. Can you forgive me for missing your company twice in one day? I promise you will like the reason when I tell you.

It's been quite enough to steady me all its own, in fact.

Thrice in one day, Lucius. Did you forget already that you left before I came down to breakfast?

I suppose if you must, you must. But you'll have to make it up to me; you are not forgiven just because it's some form of good news.

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