Chapter threeDorina thought that even the Earl, insensitive and obtuse as she still thought him to be, could not fail to see how despondent old Burrows looked when they called at his cottage.
Several slates were missing on the roof, the windows were cracked and it must have been years since anyone had painted the woodwork.
When the old man opened the door, his eyes lit up for a moment when he saw Dorina.
“Oh, it’s you, Miss Dorina!” he exclaimed. “Come in, though I’m ashamed to ask you into such a hovel as I’ve ever lived in!”
He then saw that Dorina was not alone and he stood for a moment staring at the Earl, who put out his hand and said,
“I have asked Miss Stanfield to bring me here to apologise to you for the way you have been treated, which I want to say firmly was not on my orde
