It made her appear unexpectedly lovely.
Then, as if she had no wish to answer his question, she jumped up quickly to say,
“It is getting dark. I just cannot think why Nanny has not brought you the lamp. I will light the candles and then I will draw your curtains.”
“There is no hurry,” the Earl said. “I am waiting for you to answer my question.”
“I-I cannot recall what it was,” Purilla replied.
“That is not true. You told me that everybody is searching for something and I am interested to know what you wish to find.”
“I suppose – everyone wants – happiness,” Purilla replied in a low voice.
The Earl knew that was only half the answer and he was sure that the word she was too shy to say was ‘love’.
It struck him for the first time that, while he had told her he wanted her and needed h
