Then the servants came in with another course from which they must help themselves and they started to talk on other subjects.
It was a relief when finally the dinner came to an end and, the Duke having said he did not wish for port, they walked together back to the sitting room where they had met before dinner.
Honora went at once to look at the bookshelves, recognising many books she had already read and a great number she wished to read.
She walked from shelf to shelf until she suddenly thought that perhaps she was being rude and she should, in fact, be talking to the Duke.
He had seated himself in a comfortable armchair with a glass of brandy in his hand.
She moved towards him saying,
“I am sorry. I am being selfish and thinking about books when I should be trying to amuse you.”
