CHAPTER TEN“Hello, David,” came a familiar voice.
The Viscount’s emotions swelled inside him as he spied the face of his beloved grandmother. She smiled warmly at him from her seat in the carriage.
“Grandmama!” he cried. “You have come. When I sent that last letter – ”
“It was not your grandmother’s idea to come here,” interrupted the Earl.
“It was mine. Well, are you not going to invite us inside?”
The Viscount’s mouth dropped open.
“Why, of course.”
“And help your grandmother down those steps. She is not as nimble on her feet as she once was and the Countess’s carriage has steeper steps than ours.”
Taking his grandmother’s arm, the Viscount helped her down and escorted her into the house.
She looked around wistfully as they entered the hall with its oak staircase and panelled wa
