But she could not help thinking that there would also have been no kind charming and resourceful Duc.
Then she forced herself to think only of Alice.
If the Comte was alone in his motorboat, he could hardly frighten her by trying to kiss her. Anything like that was out of the question while he was manipulating his boat.
It was therefore essential that the Duc should overtake him before he could reach his own Château.
“How fast can ‒ you go?” she asked him nervously.
“Faster than the Comte can manage in his boat,” the Duc replied. “He thought he was copying me exactly, but I found out from Priestman that he had squeezed down the price and so they had not given him exactly the same horsepower as they had given me.”
Lencia looked ahead, but could not see any sign of the Comte’s boat.
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