“That is what you must expect if you will play the hero,” his grandmother replied unsympathetically. “I heard how you carried Cledra to safety and, of course, it was only because you went to the stables when she asked you to that her horse and many of yours were not destroyed.”
“I am quite prepared to take some of the credit,” the Earl replied, “but the person you must congratulate on having an infallible instinct for danger is Cledra.”
“I will certainly tell her that when I see her,” the Countess answered. “I hear she is awake.”
“I think it was a good idea for her, as Yates prescribed, to sleep it off,” the Earl replied, “and I certainly did not want her to be awake when I had what remained of her uncle sent to Sussex for burial in the family tomb.”
He smiled as he continued,
“Her ho
