He was quite certain that she too would bore him to extinction within a few months of their being married.
‘What shall I do? What the devil shall I do?’ he asked himself at night when he went to bed.
The problem haunted him as soon as he awoke every morning and, although he tried to evade it, it was with him all day.
It was with a feeling of relief therefore that he received a letter from his secretary.
It was as if being in a beleaguered fortress he had learnt that a relieving Army was on its way to his rescue.
His secretary wrote that arrangements had been made for Lady Charis Langley to arrive at Cambrai on the day he had chosen, accompanied by Mrs. Belton.
He was not quite certain how it would all work out, he just knew, and here his intuition and imagination had begun to work, t
