“Of course!”
She looked up at him and her eyes widened before she said again in a voice that was hardly above a whisper,
“Are you – are you suggesting I might – ride your horses?”
“I should imagine you will need more strenuous exercise than taking a few steps along the Steine and driving around with my grandmother.”
“If I could ride – it would be absolutely – wonderful!”
“Very well,” the Earl said. “You can ride with me tomorrow morning at seven o’clock, when I imagine you will not be on duty.”
Sandra gave a little gasp.
Then he added, almost as if he was already regretting his own generosity,
“If you are cow-fisted or heavy in the saddle, it will be the first and last time!”
She thought as he spoke that he was serious. Then, when she saw an undoubted twinkle in his eyes, she laug
