“Are you punishing me for some sin I don’t know I have committed?” she asked, her lips raised to his. “I have come to see you, Serle, because I could not bear to be without you any longer. I want you and I know you want me.”
Her arms were now round his neck, pulling his head down to hers.
He was not resisting her and he was feeling the spell that she always exercised over him beginning to work.
A second later her lips would have been on his, when the door opened and Freddie came in.
“Hello, Dilys,” he called out. “I recognised your carriage outside.”
The Marquis disengaged himself from Lady Dilys’s clinging arms and she stepped back giving Freddie an undoubtedly baleful glance.
“Did you catch anything?” the Marquis asked.
“Two trout, but they were so small I threw them back,” Freddi
