"No. I shouldn’t care to think so," Randall replied, maintaining his polite demeanour. His eyes roamed over her, gaze lingering on the edge of Claire’s bodice, where the tucked kerchief left the upper swell of her breasts visible. "Much as I would like to give you a badly needed lesson in manners, I’m afraid the pleasure must be postponed indefinitely. I’m sending you to Edinburgh with the next posting of dispatches. And I shouldn’t care to have you arrive damaged in any visible way; my superiors might consider it careless of me."