He felt as if he could still feel her fingers in his.
She was sensitive and vulnerable and she clung to him because she knew that he would protect her from all that made her afraid.
‘What the devil am I to do about her future?’ he asked himself.
And then was afraid of the answer.
*
Two horses were brought to the front of the house at half past three, which made Selina exclaim with delight when she saw them.
She had come downstairs from her room wearing the deep rose velvet riding habit that Madame Françoise had delivered as she had promised.
It fitted her to perfection accentuating her small waist and it was fashionably frogged with white braid. With it she wore a white muslin blouse with a frill round the neck terminating with a small bow of pink velvet ribbon.
A high hat was, the
