“I suppose there will be four of us for dinner, if your friend is still with you.”
“When I learnt the Marquis was coming, I suggested that she should return to Tours.”
“Surely that was very high-handed, Grandmère.”
“To tell the truth, my dear, I found her rather a bore,” her grandmother answered.
Yola knew that the real reason why her grandmother had sent her friend away was because she had no intention of allowing the Marquis to be distracted from anything but the girl he was to marry.
It struck Yola that perhaps her grandmother was feeling as nervous as Yola herself was, but in a different way.
The Marquis was a mature man and he might, after all these years, have very different ideas about who he would marry.
Then she thought with a little smile that her grandmother was supremely
