“It happened but a few days ago,” Nerina replied. “I was married from my uncle’s house and we came first to London on our honeymoon and then returned to Wroth.”
“To Wroth?” the Marquis questioned. “But if you were at Wroth, my dear, what brought you so quickly to London and with very little money in your possession?”
Nerina had already anticipated that he might ask this question, and swiftly, hoping that he would believe her, she said,
“I had to come to London to see my uncle and aunt who were leaving for the Continent. It was a sudden decision and unfortunately Sir Rupert could not accompany me.”
The Marquis suddenly laughed.
“Now you are lying,” he said. “Do you expect me to believe that the wife of the rich and arrogant Sir Rupert Wroth would travel to London by train alone, withou
