Chapter 1The Long Room Assembly
Bayshill Spa, Cheltenham 1813
Adrian suffered a sharp pang of disquiet as he regarded the gallant on the opposite side of the small assembly room that was the epitome of every urbane quality he lacked. The man’s height and distinctive appearance attracted admiring attention as his birthright while he chatted idly with a middle-aged acquaintance.
Although biased, Adrian had to admit his appearance could not be harshly criticized. He looked exactly what he was, a respectable young man of country stock, comfortable means, and a modest sense of style. Despite this, he was absurdly conscious of a slight, youthful appearance and coloring that was not in the height of fashion.
Apart from regular cropping to keep it under control, he could not do much to tame hi
