He gave her a sly, sideways look. "Did you<br />bring it?"<br /><br />"My list? Heavens, no. What can you be thinking?"<br /><br />His smile widened. "I brought mine."<br /><br />Daphne gasped. "You didn't!"<br /><br />"I did. Just to torture Mother. I'm going peruse it right in front of her, pull out my quizzing glass—"<br /><br />"You don't have a quizzing glass."<br /><br />He grinned—the slow, devastatingly wicked smile that all Bridgerton males seemed to possess. "I bought one just for this occasion."<br /><br />"Anthony, you absolutely cannot. She will kill you. And then, somehow, she'll find a way to blame me."<br /><br />"I'm counting on it.