She found it now just as entrancing and just as awe-inspiring as ever.
How well she remembered the magnificence of the statues in the alcoves, the marble floor so polished that it almost mirrored those who walked on it and the great curved staircase with its carved newels.
She had never forgotten how breath-taking Lynche Hall had been to a small child.
And now she was to live here!
Little Druscilla Morley, who had only come to the Big House on sufferance because she was an obscure cousin and the daughter of the local Vicar.
She turned to tell the Marquis how thrilled she was to be back, but before she could speak he said in his most formal tones,
“I understand from Mr. Anstey that we are presiding at a dinner for the tenants at six o’clock. I would hope that your Ladyship can be read
