“I admit there is some truth in that,” the Marquis said, “but, darling, whether you are a Princess by right or not, you look like one, and when you are gowned as you should be, no one will question for a moment that you have Royal blood in your veins.”
He kissed her as he spoke and she had no chance to reply.
But she thought now her mother would be very thrilled that, after all the years of hiding and being a nobody, her daughter should now take the place in Society that she had once occupied.
She had sometimes said to Lucia,
“I never for one moment regret running away with your father and being the happiest person in the world! At the same time, my darling, I would like you to live as I did in a Palace, to have the finest horses to ride, and to know that the people over whom you ruled
