Chapter 36
Four months later
The Spanish sun burned down as Jemima stood on the shore. It was the last port of call in the wedding tour that Marcus had taken her on throughout Europe. They had spent several weeks at Southwell, before departing for France, Italy and Spain.
He linked his arm through hers as they waited for a carriage to be brought to convey them to the house they were to stay at. It was the residence of an old friend of Marcus, and he knew from past experience that it offered many more comforts than any of the local lodgings.
“It is not the fairest of vistas,” Marcus said, regarding the grime and bustle of the port and shops that surrounded them.
But Jemima’s fascination with each new land he had taken her to remained undimmed. All the activity taking place around them
