Mr Ravenscroft was waiting with the horses when they got out. He conveyed it to them and walked away briskly with only a muttered greeting at Anns' face and a deep bow at Lady Arnold's direction.
They strolled along the lane making simple conversations about the weather and current happenings in London, they also talked about fashion and the important appearances at Daphne's ball.
Once they got to the park Ann sighted an unoccupied bench which she laid a blanket on before they sat.
They had carried a basket of bread and biscuit remains to feed the pigeon and so Ann opened it for Lady Arnold to pick some pieces for the pigeons.
They sat in silence as she fingers a piece of bread at the birds, that we're beginning to multiply.
“ You seem quite unwell,” Lady Arnold said.
“ Oh... I nothi
