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CHAPTER TWO-3
It must have been made clear to Mr. Martin that although Lady Basset, being unmarried and the hostess of the house party could have been in the master bedroom, the Duke was to occupy the best room available. She obviously did not know the Duke that well as she was addressing him as ‘my dear Duke’. Yet the way she had taken his arm and the note in her voice when she spoke to him told Helsa that the Duke meant something special to her. Then she thought that Mr. Martin must know more about all this than he had told her, so having finished in the bedroom, she went down the backstairs that were not far from the dining room. She could tell from the noise that they had already gone in to dinner. She had been right in thinking Mr. Martin would be in his Office and she had already learnt that
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