She raised her eyes to his wanting to say that there was so much she wanted to learn, then found the words died on her lips.
There was an expression on the Earl’s face she dared not translate to herself.
Yet it set her heart beating violently and made her feel as if something warm and wonderful moved up into her throat and strangled her very words.
They stood staring at each other.
Then, as if it was happening very far away, they heard the door open and Henry Somercote come into the room.
*
The Earl and Captain Somercote dropped Giselda at The Plough just before seven o’clock.
She had sat talking to them while they ate their dinner and Henry Somercote had made her laugh at his stories of how the Duke had kept him running errands all day and how much the great man enjoyed finding wor
