CHAPTER TWOThe Viscount drove on further before he turned and asked Salvia,
“Have you any money?
There was a suspicious silence.
Then Salvia said in a shy voice,
“I am afraid that you will be rather shocked, but all I have with me is – seven pounds.”
“Seven pounds!” the Viscount exclaimed.
“You see my uncle gives me ten shillings a week pocket money. There is a little money left from the sale of the house and the furniture when my mother died, but I am only allowed to ask him for that – when I want new shoes or clothes.”
She paused for a moment.
Then she said,
“I suppose, as I have run away, that he will not give me any of Mama’s money. I am just hoping my Governess will be kind to me until – I find some way of earning my living.”
The Viscount thought that he had never heard of a
