Chapter 7
That week, the days settled into a pleasant pattern, with long walks around the estate, talking with Mr. Grant and his older sons, and listening to his sensible advice on land management, with Mr. Hammond chipping in thoughtfully. So much fresh air and unexacting exercise in the daytime and laughter and convivial company in the evening suited his constitution more than he could have imagined. The days outdoors and jolly evenings passed equably and at night, he slept like a log, undisturbed by haunting dreams of lost love.
When he did manage to get a word with Freddy, the main words on his lips no longer were of Belinda’s fair charms, but instead all about divine Corinna. Now that the young lady knew she had his attention, she seemed to enjoy playing him off with her other admir
