Chapter SevenThe Earl walked into the coffee room at White’s and threw himself down in a chair beside Richard.
One glance at his friend’s face was enough to tell Richard that he had been unsuccessful in his search.
“Will you have a drink?” Richard enquired.
The Earl hesitated as if it was difficult to concentrate on the question.
Then he replied,
“Order me a brandy.”
The Steward took the order and Richard asked in a low voice,
“No luck?”
“None at all,” the Earl replied.
As he spoke, he was thinking despairingly that it was now ten days since Thalia had disappeared.
He thought that he had known from the moment he received the one thousand pound Bearer Bond and read the inscription in her book that she was determined never to see him again.
“Whom I will never forget.”
He was sure
