He had always been too tired and the dinner, which consisted usually of one course, was hardly worthy of the name.
Now he recognised that Brook would expect him to behave like a gentleman as he walked upstairs to his room.
He was not mistaken.
His clothes had been laid out for him and there was a bath set down in front of the fireplace and there was a large brass can of hot water standing beside the bath and another containing cold water.
The Earl smiled to himself.
This was indeed luxury.
As he sat in the bath he only hoped that Mr. Randon could appreciate how much he appreciated the difference he had made to his life.
When he had dressed himself in his evening clothes, he wondered once again if he should knock on his wife’s door.
She was in the next room which had once belonged t
