“Are you certain that is what you would prefer?” the Duke asked in a tone of relief.
“Quite certain,” Cornelia replied.
“Very well then. I will order the carriage to be at the door for you at, shall we say three o’clock? I don’t expect that I shall be back for tea, but we will dine at eight o’clock, if that suits you. Parisians prefer to eat later, but I think it best to keep to English times, don’t you?”
Cornelia, knowing quite well why he wished to dine early, murmured her agreement.
When luncheon was finished, they went upstairs to the sitting room.
“I must be leaving now for the races,” the Duke announced, “it takes some time to drive to Longchamps.”
“I hope you win,” Cornelia said politely.
“Thank you,” he replied.
Hutton brought him his top hat and binoculars and then he was
