There were a few tears when Moira told Lady Cunningham that her departure had been hastened by Stuart’s arrival.
Ewen hugged Moira as the footman loaded up the carriage.
“Darling sister,” he murmured, “I will write to you as soon as I have any news. I intend to propose to Emily during the shoot after Christmas, if not sooner. I have a mind to ask her this afternoon!”
Lady Cunningham was delighted with her flowers, but declared that they were no substitute for Moira’s fine company.
Ewen came up to the carriage and kissed his sister affectionately
“Be sure to look after her, Stuart,” he urged. “Sister, I will see you presently.”
The driver cracked his whip over the team of horses and the carriage wheeled away from the Cunninghams’ residence.
Moira began to weep quietly, much to her su
