Chapter SixIf Andrina had not been so agitated about Cheryl, she thought that she would have much enjoyed driving beside the Duke at a pace that was faster than she had ever been before.
She was knowledgeable enough about horseflesh to know that he drove his four magnificent chestnuts with remarkable expertise.
Moreover she was aware that he looked extremely elegant with his high hat set firmly at an angle on his dark hair. His grey whipcord coat fitted him to perfection and his boots shone brilliantly.
They had soon left behind the houses on the outskirts of London and were driving along the road Northwards where there was very little traffic.
Andrina had wisely put on a small bonnet that fitted closely to her head and tied under her chin with ribbons.
As she sat back against the sof
