CHAPTER TWOMichael found plenty of time to think between Alexandria and Tilbury.
He was finding it more and more difficult to decide what he should do when he reached London.
He knew for one thing, although it was not important except to himself, that he must buy some new clothes. His Regimental uniforms had been well made and were very smart, but he had left them behind in India.
As he had departed at a moment’s notice and had gone aboard late at night, only his civilian clothes were packed to go with him.
Michael had spent a great deal of time with the Viceroy who he greatly admired and he had in many ways assimilated unconsciously many of the Marquis of Dufferin’s particular qualities.
He was a charming and cultured diplomat with a talent for literature and the arts.
He was also a
