It took a carriage ride to get from central Paris to Versailles. After leaving The Hunchback of Notre-Dame, Georgiana headed back, but halfway there she ran into the Earl of Malmesbury, who greeted her from a long way off.
Saint James's Tower was nearby, and the residence where William Pitt the Younger had once lived was not far away. But Georgiana was in disguise, so it could not have been easy for the Earl of Malmesbury to recognize her at a glance.
This time, Fiegel did not deliberately keep her distance, perhaps because they were on a busy street full of people.
Georgiana did not know whether Fiegel spoke English. In any case, after walking silently for a while, she decided to speak English with the Earl of Malmesbury.
"What did you want to say to me, Earl?" Georgiana asked.
"I don't know where to begin," the Earl of Malmesbury said. "There is so much I want to say. It truly wasn't easy to get a chance to see you."
Georgiana did not answer.
"What did Merlin want with you today?" the Earl of Malmesbury asked.
"They want to deport me," Georgiana said coldly. "Make me some duchy's princess or something."
"The arrow is on the string, but there is more than one person drawing the bow," the Earl of Malmesbury said. "This infant called peace seems as though it could die at any moment."
Georgiana had no reply.
"The military men of our age all seem rather sensitive," the Earl of Malmesbury said. "Bonaparte and Nelson alike."
"What?" Georgiana said in disbelief.
"That Lady Hamilton who drove Nelson mad with passion was named Emma. She was a blacksmith's daughter. When Charles Greville, the second son of the Earl of Warwick, found her, he taught her every art a lady