Fainting lasted a few seconds. Then the duchess came to her senses and began to move slowly. He butler Calvin supported her, she clung to his hand, Christian, looking at him helplessly. - I ... in Belgrave Skveyr. - He released her hand, and while his mother whispered something appealing, carefully looked at the butler. - Going? - Of course, Your Grace. - He still maintained dowager. - I'm going directly to you. - ... I need people - said Christian. - I will try, Your Grace. Bowed deeply Christian mother, he nodded politely and went numb society.