Then she deliberately rode away from him to say to Georgina,
“I think now that we should ride home or Nanny will think you have exerted yourself too much on your first day of riding after being ill.”
“I am not tired and Nanny is an old fusspot!” Georgina responded vigorously.
“Nevertheless, we must do what she says,” Lara said. “Thank your uncle for letting you race with him and then perhaps you can take me home a different way. I would love to see the wood.”
She knew there was a ride that the Marquis had appeared from.
Obediently Georgina looked at her uncle.
“Thank you, Uncle Ulric.”
“We must race again another day,” the Marquis replied.
Georgina’s eyes lit up.
“Tomorrow?” she questioned.
“I am leaving this afternoon for London,” the Marquis replied, “but I shall be back next F
