Chapter Twenty
Christopher looked around. He was right! He had hardly even given it a thought at the time, but he was sitting with his back to the room but in the full light. No one was looking his way. No one had said a word, gasped, or had done anything that would have made Christopher aware that people were staring at him. Could it be that they weren’t? He looked back to Wickford.
The man was laughing at him. “You didn’t even notice, did you?”
“I didn’t!”
“And no one noticed you, either, or if they did, they didn’t say anything.”
Christopher could only shake his head in wonder.
“And when you took Lady Moreton out for your drive in the park?” Wickford asked.
“I met a number of young ladies, er, red-headed twins?” He couldn’t remember their names.
“Lady St. Vincent and Lady Conway
