Yet that was her choice, not his, and he hoped that she would become more conversational later on. If not, he was appalled by the future.
He tried to think of something to say to ease what was obviously a tension between them, but decided it was too difficult to talk above the noise of the train.
A Steward then appeared to ask if there was anything else they required and, having refused another glass of champagne, the Duke, while the tea was being cleared from in front of Magnolia, moved to the other side of the carriage.
He picked up a newspaper and attempted to read it, but all the time he was conscious that he was married and there was nothing he could do about it, however disagreeable he might find it.
As they journeyed on, it seemed to him that the wheels beneath him were laughing
