CHAPTER 45“This is Hugh de Evermouth,” said Deda, presenting the only man among my visitors whom I did not know — a very young, fresh-faced man, with a flashing smile. “He has an ambition,” said Deda apologetically, “to have his horoscope cast.”
Lucy, kneeling on the floor in the middle of the hall with the children, was smiling up at Ivo de Taillebois. Beside him, Asselin was gazing about him with an unusually thoughtful air.
Hugh de Evermouth said, “In truth, lady, I simply have ambition! I am a younger son — a hapless position which Deda here knows only too well! — and since our families are neighbours in Normandy, I have attached myself to his fortunes until I can better my own. But I cannot help being curious about my prospects — would a horoscope tell me if my ambitions were pointl
