Chapter Seven
The entire night Lydia tossed and turned and wondered just how incredibly stupid and foolhardy she’d been in Lord Emmerton’s library. Going out driving with a complete stranger! And one who was a thief?
Would her reputation survive it?
At least she’d had the good sense to ensure they would be surrounded by other people as they would be out at the height of the promenade. Should he even attempt to do anything untoward, she had recourse and did have the foresight to tell her maid to wait for her by the gate to the park. She could join her there either before or after the drive, or even in the middle should it become necessary. Lydia sincerely hoped it would not, but it was always good to be prepared.
She was still pacing and worrying when she heard the bell ring at the fron
