When she thought about him, it was as if there was a lump inside her breast that grew heavier and heavier as she changed.
The moment had now come when she would be alone with the Duke and his dislike and resentment of her.
“Help me, Papa,” she murmured beneath her breath.
“Did you say somethin’, Your Grace?” Emily enquired.
“I was only talking to myself,” Honora replied. “Give me my bonnet, Emily. We must not keep the horses waiting.”
“You’ll be in London long afore I am, Your Grace, with the ’orses you’re travellin’ with.”
Honora looked surprised and Emily asked,
“Didn’t you know ’Is Grace is takin’ you in ’is phaeton?”
“I had no idea, but I am very glad,” Honora answered. “It will be pleasant to be out in the open air rather than cooped up in a carriage.”
She thought with relief
