Chapter 34

Sir John Medmenham’s temper had long been as short as his purse, and Dominick broke the tidings at an unfortunate time. His father had just approved the final draught of a marriage settlement which was worth reading. When he had spoken, the baronet rose to his feet. “Is this irrevocable?” he demanded. “I’m afraid so, sir.” “Then go to the devil,” roared Sir John. He slammed the table before him with the flat of his hand. “Go to the devil and tell him you’re short of a home. D’you owe any money?” “Not very much, sir…