The duke nudged his ball a bit forward from the rest of the pile. "You do...

The duke nudged his ball a bit forward from the rest of the pile. "You do realize," he said to no one in particular, "that I have never played Pall Mall before?" "Just give the ball a good whack in that direction, darling," Daphne said, pointing to the first wicket. "Isn't that the last wicket?" Anthony asked. "It's the first." "It to be the last." Daphne's jaw jutted out. "I set up the course, and it's the first." "I think this might get bloody," Edwina whispered to Kate. The duke turned to Anthony and flashed him a false smile. "I believe I'll take Daphne's word for it." "She did set up the course," Kate cut in. Anthony, Colin, Simon, and Daphne all looked at her in shock, as if they couldn't quite believe she'd had the nerve to enter the conversation. "Well, she did," Kate said. Daphne looped her arm through hers. "I do believe I adore you, Kate Sheffield," she announced. "God help me," Anthony muttered. The duke drew back his mallet, let fly, and soon the orange ball was hurtling along the lawn. "Well done, Simon!" Daphne cried out.
Colin turned and looked at his sister with disdain. "One never cheers one's opponents in Pall Mall," he said archly. "He's never played before," she said. "He's not likely to win." "Doesn't matter." Daphne turned to Kate and Edwina and explained, "Bad sportsmanship is a requirement in Bridgerton Pall Mall, I'm afraid." "I'd gathered," Kate said dryly.