Now once again she could hear the scorn in Hobson’s voice and felt humiliated that she had been deceived into becoming over-emotional as the servant had been sensible enough not to be.
She looked again at the Duke and realised that he was exactly like the hero in a novel and it was understandable that women, even if they were married, should fall in love with him.
Who else of all the men, young, old or distinguished, who had come to Berkhampton House was so tall, so good-looking and had such a presence about them?
This was due, Aldora knew now, not only to his rank and his wealth but to a brain which would have been admired by her father and was, as the Queen had realised, exactly what was wanted in one of the most important positions in the world.
‘He is unique!’ Aldora told herself a
