My Brave and Gallant Gentleman

The Second Son Lady Rosemary GRANTONl Strange how pleasant memories arise, how disagreeable nightmares loom up before the mental vision at tfae sound of a name I Lady Rosemary Granton I As far back as I could remember, that name had sounded familiar in my ears. As I grew from babyhood to boyhood, from boyhood to youth, it was drummed into me by my father diat Lady Rosemary Granton, some day, would wed the future Earl of Brammerton and Hazelmere. This apparently awful calamity did not cause me any mental agony or loss of sleep, for the reason that I was merely The Honourable George, second son of my noble parent.