He was not dreaming or exaggerating, the Earl now told himself firmly.
Yet there was most certainly a distinct resemblance between the Venus or Aphrodite, as the Greeks called her, and the pointed face of this beautiful young woman.
The sunshine streaming in through the windows of the library illuminated the gold in her hair.
He then looked up at the ceiling again to see if it was true of any of the other Goddesses.
Vanora moved back towards him and enthused,
“How can you be so lucky, my Lord, to own all these marvellous books? Of course you must try to bring them up to date, as I can see that many of your ancestors have contributed to the library, so you must do the same.”
“I agree with you, Miss Bruce,” the Earl said, “but how soon can you start on this marathon task?”
“I feel tha
