Chapter fourWatching Mark riding in the afternoon was very exciting for Filipa.
She could not help wishing that she was riding herself.
What convinced her that they could not leave as they had intended was that both she and Mark must have the opportunity tomorrow not so much of winning another race as of riding the Marquis’s horses.
She saw the excitement on Mark’s face when he was third in a race in which the Marquis was easily the winner.
He was happy and really enjoying himself.
‘If only he could do this more often,’ she thought.
It would persuade him not to spend so much time in his Clubs in London, drinking and, of course, gambling.
The thought of the one thousand guineas that they had won together kept coming into her mind.
She had the uncomfortable feeling that Mark, whateve
