CHAPTER SEVEN“Now you understand,” the Earl said, “that I will make an excuse to come through this door.”
He paused before continuing,
“If the man is the one we are looking for, you nod to me, if not, you shake your head.”
“I understand,” Donela replied, “and I am only hoping that we find him quickly.”
“So am I,” the Earl nodded.
Donela had come down early, expecting to have breakfast with the Earl, but he had already gone riding.
She was just finishing her coffee when he came into the room.
She thought that, in his riding clothes, he looked more impressive and more handsome than he did at other times.
“Good morning, Donela,” he began, “I hope you slept well.”
Although she had been very tired, she had in fact found it difficult to sleep.
She was worrying over whether they would f
