Nicholas caught up with her in the carriage, pulling hard on the reins to bring Skylark to a halt. The beast gently snickered before reaching down to yank out a tuft of dirty grass battling its way up through the mud. Lillian was bent double struggling to catch her breath, embarrassed by her sweaty face and the events that had transpired in front of him. Nicholas leapt down from the carriage and waited quietly until she had regained enough composure to stand up straight again.
‘I’m sorry you had to witness that,’ she said.
‘He’s quite the gentleman, your brother-in-law, isn’t he?’
‘I can’t begin to tell you how neglectful he was of Patricia,’ she cried.
‘Judging from what I’ve seen, it’s easy enough to make an accurate assumption. How’s your wrist?’
She carefully balled her fist up an
