Then she was only conscious that her heart was thumping in her breast and her mouth felt dry.
The servants in their kilts seemed to her almost like soldiers and she thought that the Major Domo who had preceded them was so impressive that she would not have been surprised to be told that he was the Duke himself.
She had taken the opportunity when they were having tea at the inn to change into a clean uncreased dress.
Mr. Falkirk had not suggested that she should do this and, expecting that she would be able to change as soon as she arrived at The Castle, she had therefore placed it on the top of her baggage.
It had not taken her long at the inn and, as she washed the dust from her face, she thought, as Mr. Falkirk had, that she did not look as thin and emaciated as when she had left the
