I need a bath. He chuckled. You smell of smoke, as do I. The duke turned, leaning heavily on his cane. Jameson, open the carriage door. We shall return to the house. Beth smiled up at Christian. Shall we adjourn to the house to get some ointment for your hands and a bath, my love? His eyes lit. A bath? Grandfather snorted. Someone send to London for a special license! Now.
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The characters in this excerpt are in a light-hearted moment as they recognize the need for a bath after a smoky encounter. The duke, with a sense of humor, points out their shared scent of smoke and calls for the carriage to return home. He shows his authority by commanding Jameson to open the door, highlighting the regal atmosphere. The atmosphere is warm, showcasing camaraderie among them.

Beth, expressing concern for Christian, suggests they go home for some ointment for his hands and a bath. Christian's excitement is palpable at the mention of a bath, indicating his eagerness for comfort. The interjection from Grandfather adds a touch of humor to the scene, suggesting that a special license is needed for such indulgent moments, emphasizing their closeness and the playfulness in their interactions.

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