Chapter Twenty-Five
Miss Hemshawe, what a lovely surprise! Miss Sheffield, I believe?” Lord Swindon said, giving them both a bow.
Duchess barked at the unknown man.
“What a, er, cute dog,” he said, stepping away from the animal with a slight sneer on his lips.
“Lord Swindon, what are you doing here?” Diana asked rudely.
“My, my, not at all gracious, are we? Must I remind you this is a public park, Miss Hemshawe?” he asked.
“No, you need not remind me. It’s just a bit out of your way, isn’t it?” Diana asked.
“I was here with another party and saw you. I thought it would be polite to say hello,” he said, raising his eyebrows, as if to say at least I know my manners.
“Diana?” Lady Rivers said, coming up to greet the stranger speaking with her daughter.
Diana turned toward her mother
