Chapter sixAs they drove down the road to Wynchester Castle, the Duke thought with a feeling of intense satisfaction that he was home.
He had not forgotten those awful moments when he had thought that, thanks to Olive, he would have to give up The Castle, the five thousand acres he owned round it and live abroad with a woman whom he knew now he would have hated more and more every moment of their married life.
‘I have been lucky! Luckier than I can ever say,’ he told himself, ‘and I am very very grateful.’
The Castle in the sunshine looked exceedingly beautiful with the windows gleaming a welcome and his standard flying on the roof against the blue sky.
Because it all moved him so intensely, he said to Janeta,
“This is your home for the future and I hope you will grow to love it as mu
