Chapter 12
There she stood, paler and more fearful looking than he remembered, but unmistakably the Lady Incognita, or Lady Julia.
Marcus was overcome with a violent melange of emotions. The first, though he quickly fought it down, was an immediate surge of relief and joy at seeing his mysterious dance partner again. After his increasing disappointment at her sudden vanishing, and his growing frustration at her continued absence, he felt a brief joy at beholding her once more.
But this was rapidly replaced by shock and fury, and a sense of outrage that he had been deceived. He was humiliated: she had taken him for a fool.
At the same time he also felt horror at how young she looked. He recalled her actual age from the letter she had written him. When they had met in London, he had assu
