She looked at it and then saw unmistakably that it was a Castle.
It was very awe-inspiring and she was just about to ask the Marquis frankly if this was The Castle that Mr. Clegg had written the letter from, when he said in the same cold detached voice that he had used to her on the whole journey,
“I want you to wait for me, Linetta, in the carriage. I have some enquiries to make inside The Castle. When I have done so, I will join you and I hope be able to explain many of the issues that perplex you.”
“I will – wait,” Linetta responded in a low voice.
The carriage drew up outside a long flight of wide steps and servants ran down to open the door as the Marquis stepped out.
Then he must have given instructions to the coachman because the carriage moved away from the door along the big
