As he spoke, he saw that Lady Rose was looking searchingly at Ivana’s hand.
She saw the wedding ring and drew in her breath with what was almost a hiss.
“I will never forgive you for this, Justin!” she snarled. “Never! And one day I will get even with you!”
As if Anthony realised he must do something, he moved to her side.
“Come into the garden, Rose,” he suggested. “I want to talk to you.”
He drew her firmly towards the window as he spoke and she went with him reluctantly. Then they heard her voice, high and fretful, as Anthony escorted her from the terrace onto the lawn.
“May I offer you some refreshment, Sire?” the Marquis asked.
“I could certainly do with a glass of champagne after all these dramatics,” the Prince Regent replied. “At least, Justin, things are never monotonous wh
