The second floor gallery was quiet because the only sound which could be heard on the floor was from Jeffrey Birch's boots. The sound filled Jeffrey's ears as he approached the Lord Everton which was one of the room on the Bachelor's corridor. Jeffrey knocked on the white wooden door before he entered the room and he placed a crystal glass of whiskey onto the small wooden table which was near The Duke of Handelburg as he stood before the open fire, "I do not believe that," Jeffrey said.
Jeffrey had dressed The Duke of Handelburg into a set of silk pyjamas before he ventured to get The Duke of Handelburg the whiskey "Believe what you would like but Lord Charleston is not interested in breaking the entail which means that the unknown cousin will muster everything and the inheritance of Nora will be the same as it always meant to be," The Duke of Handelburg picked up the glass from off the small table before him and took a drink before he looked into the face of Jeffrey, "Jeffrey, you were not to know of his decision however you did the right thing to telegram me," The Duke of Handelburg said.
"What now?" Jeffrey asked.
"You are aware as to how I am fixed which entails that I have to muster an heiress even if that forces me to travel across to America," The Duke of Handelburg said.
"What about me?" Jeffrey asked.
"You, Jeffrey will wish me well," The Duke of Handelburg said.
"You stated that you could find me a job if I ever intended to leave," Jeffrey said.
"Do you?" The Duke of Handelburg asked.
"I intend to be a valet because I am dissatisfied being a footman," Jeffrey said while he approached The Duke of Handelburg.
"Jeffrey, you understand that I do not need a valet and by chance I through that you were getting rid of the one which was here?" The Duke of Handelburg asked.
"I have completed the task but I do not believe that Mr Westfall will in any manner allow for me to take over," Jeffrey stood quite close to The Duke of Handelburg which was when Jeffrey raised his left hand to place his open hand lightly against The Duke of Handelburg's left cheek, "and I want to me with you," Jeffrey said.
Jeffrey leaned into The Duke of Handelburg which was were the lips of the two men met and they shared a kiss. The kiss was a passionate kiss which was similar to the ones which they had shared many time before but Jeffrey allowed for right hand to run down the chest of The Duke before venturing into to The Duke of Handelburg's pyjamas. Jeffrey was suddenly shocked as The Duke of Handelburg moved away from Jeffrey but he grabbed The Duke of Handelburg's hand and lightly kissed, "I am unable to see this working, Jeffrey because we do not seem to have the basis for a servant and master relationship," The Duke of Handelburg said.
"You came here to be with me," Jeffrey said.
The Duke of Handelburg smiled to himself as he felt Jeffrey's hand venture into the pants of his pyjamas, "Among other business but Jeffrey one swallow does not exactly make a summer," The Duke of Handelburg said.
Jeffrey quickly moved away from The Duke of Handelburg and stood near the buffet that was against the wall by the door to the Lord Everton room. The Duke of Handelburg looked at the expression of pain which was expressed across Jeffrey's face before he looked away to pour himself a drink from the bottle which was on the buffet, "Are you by any chance forgetting something?" Jeffrey asked.
The Duke of Handelburg lightly chucked to himself, "Are you attempt to threaten me because of a youthful dalliance and a few weeks of madness during a London Season," The Duke of Handelburg smiled at Jeffrey, "you would not hold that against me," The Duke of Handelburg said.
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