CHAPTER FOUR“I suppose,” Lynne said, as she helped herself to another piece of peach-fed ham, “that when the Earl leaves we shall go back to rabbit, rabbit and rabbit!”
Mariota did not answer and Lord Fordcombe was also engrossed in his thoughts.
“It will be very dull,” Lynne went on, “and as soon as I am old enough I am going to find a man for myself who looks exactly like him.”
“In the meantime,” Mariota remarked with a slight edge to her voice, “if you don’t hurry with your breakfast, you will keep the carriage waiting and you know that annoys the Squire.”
“He has not a horse in his stable as good as the one that belongs to the Earl,” Lynne said, “so yesterday I asked his Lordship if I could ride one of his horses and he is having one sent here for me at the weekend.”
“Lynne!” Mari
