Travelling by train to London Oletha thought that in a way she had been very clever.
Having never done anything for herself before, she felt it must be her American blood that made her so efficient in an emergency.
When she had left the Duke and gone to her bedroom last night, she had felt as if it was impossible to think.
She could only feel that she was in a magical world which enveloped her like a rainbow and her heart as well as her eyes were dazzled by the wonder of it all.
She had known he felt the same because, when she put the two books she had discovered into his hands, he had hardly glanced at them.
Instead his eyes were on her lips and she felt as if he was still kissing her.
“We will talk about everything tomorrow,” he had said almost mechanically and then she knew that i
