“Malcolm Macallan could smell it on him, the way a child called down from the schoolroom could smell an upcoming beating on the fumes of his father’s breath. “Why would I treat family so shabbily, Uncle?”“I am not your uncle, and you will do as I say or the sum advanced to you each quarter will disappear like that.” Fenimore snapped bony, liver-spotted fingers, his signet ring loose above swollen joints.Malcolm paced around the study, which was heated to stifling—appropriately enough—and rife wi...th the smell of camphor and decrepitude. He paused before an arrangement of decanters on the sideboard and began lifting the stoppers, sniffing them one by one to chase the scent of decline from his nose. “Your remittance was late last quarter, my lord. Time to get a solicitor whose education started before the turn of the century.”They were cousins at two removes, but for all the affection between them, it might have been twenty.“Perhaps the remittance was late because you’ve been tarrying on English soil too long.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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