“My letters do not bore you?” he asked suddenly, and she saw by the expression on his face that he was afraid of her answer.
“No of course not,” she said gently, “I am proud that you should want to write to me and I value your letters.”
“Is that the truth?” he enquired.
“I promise you one thing,” Fenella answered, “I will never lie to you.”
Even as she spoke she felt a little guilty. She was not lying to him, but she was keeping something from him that she thought he ought to know.
Then she knew that she could not under any circumstances betray Periquine’s secret.
She changed the subject and discussed the horses. Sir Nicolas was very knowledgeable on the subject and when they strolled back from the paddock towards the lawns below the Royal Box he said,
“I shall not bet on this race,
