CHAPTER FOURMichael and Adela drove off early after a good breakfast.
He reckoned that they ought to be nearing Little Morley, which was where the Hall was situated, soon after luncheon.
Then as the hours passed he began to look for a place where they could partake of a quick meal.
He was trying in his own mind to decide exactly how he could present himself at Grangemoore Hall, but he was still uncertain of his best approach.
As they were driving closer to Little Morley, they came to a small village where there was a pleasant looking inn.
“I think we will take luncheon here,” suggested Michael.
“I was hoping you would say that,” replied Adela.
She had been wondering all the time they had been travelling what Martin, which was of course the name by which she thought of him, would say
