Chapter 33
It was more than a month since, in the late July of 1914, the joy bells had rung out on all the Duke's estates for the birth of the heir, the infant Marquis of Valfreyne. And it was just a year since Katherine had become his Duchess! And what a year in a woman's life! Days and weeks and months of happiness, of ever-increasing understanding and companionship, with one whose every action and thought inspired respect and love. The bond between the two had grown always more deep, more sacred, as the days went on, and as Katherine said one morning fondly: "Mordryn, we are just like Rochester and Jane Eyre, not modern people, because we never want to be away from one another for a minute-only, thank God, you are not blind." Theirs was a real marriage, and Lady Garribardine was fully content
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