*
Her mother appeared to neither worsen nor improve over the course of the weekend. Lucia could not wait for Monday morning and was ready waiting for Briggs to take her in the motor car at the crack of dawn.
“I want to be there early so that I can begin work on a very important project for Lord Winterton,” she told him, as they sped towards Longfield Manor.
Lord Winterton was eating breakfast when she arrived and he emerged from the dining room with a puzzled expression on his face.
“So keen?” he said, an amused smile playing about his lips.
“Well, you did say that we would have to work long and hard on the unveiling ceremony, so here I am!”
“Would you care to have some breakfast first?” he asked, pushing back a lock of thick dark hair.
It was a gesture that he performed in such a l
