“Where are you taking me?”
“To a very charming place,” Lord Wrotham answered. “It is a trifle lonely, perhaps, but you shall not lack for company while I am with you. And when we have sojourned together long enough to know each other well, we will return to the fashionable world together as man and wife.”
“As man and – wife!”
Serena repeated the words and her voice rose a little.
“You must be indeed deranged, Lord Wrotham, if you think I would wed with you.”
“I think you will have little choice in the matter, my dear,” he said drily and, although he said no more, she understood with a sudden horror what he meant.
He was taking her away, taking her somewhere where she would be utterly at his mercy and after that –
If she did not marry him, what sort of life or what position would she
