CHAPTER SIXThey enjoyed a delicious dinner served in the Duke’s austere and rather overwhelming dining room.
When it was over they walked down the garden to look again at the river, which was very glamorous with lights from small barges moving on the water.
The Marquis became acutely aware he wanted to hold Shana close in his arms and kiss her.
He was, however, sure that she must be tired as it had been a long and difficult day and he told himself that he must not rush his fences.
When they turned back to the house Shana confirmed, as he had expected, that she was feeling weary.
“It was not as difficult as I had feared talking to the Chief of Police and those other Officers,” she said. “At the same time I was frightened of making a mistake.”
“I thought you were splendid and we certai
