CHAPTER TWOZarina tossed and turned all night. It was impossible to sleep.
All she could think of was the Duke menacing her, old and grey, slow and boring and to her, repulsive.
By the morning she felt as if she was becoming hysterical and she knew that the only way she could feel calmer was to go riding.
She climbed out of bed before her maid came to call her and dress her.
Then she went down a secondary staircase so that the housemaids who were working in the hall would not see her.
She had almost reached the bottom of the staircase when she saw Mr. Bennett come in from a side door and go to his office.
She was looking forward to seeing him, yet at that moment she did not wish to talk to anyone.
Also she had no wish to be greeted enthusiastically with how well the estate was doing
