“You cannot be sure of that.”
“Well, at least we will have tried to make him realise that I will not marry the Duke,” Zarina said. “And if the Duke believes that I am engaged to you, he will not want to marry me.”
“I suppose that depends on how keen he is,” Rolfe answered.
“I am not concerned with him in any way,” Zarina said passionately, “but with myself. Help me, oh, please help me! If I was drowning – you would have to try to save me. This is definitely worse.”
Rolfe walked across the study and back again.
“I honestly never imagined in my wildest dreams that you would turn up and make such a suggestion.”
“You must be sensible enough to realise that it is a gift from the Gods,” Zarina said. “I have brought Bennett with me and he has my chequebook.”
Quite suddenly Rolfe laughed an
