Chapter Five
“I’ve been invited for a weekend in the country,” Lady Deborah told him. “A rather special weekend. You will be my companion.”
Robert ventured to ask for more details. What sort of weekend? What kind of people would be there? What should he bring?
“You don’t need to know anything in advance,” she told him. “Surely you know by now what to expect?”
Indeed he did. It seemed as if once more he would be in the firing line. As he thought about it, he felt a strange combination of emotions. On the one hand was the fear that once again he would be subjected to a cruel onslaught at Lady Deborah’s hands, even if she had not found out anything about poor little Sally’s ordeal. And yet, on the other hand, there was an undeniable tingle of anticipation, a thrill of once more being take
