Chapter TwoYola drove the chaise, which had always been her father’s favourite conveyance, with two horses pulling it towards the small town of Langeais.
It was where they shopped from Beauharnais and there was also in the town a fifteenth-century castle which had been built on the site of an early fortress.
Her father had been friends with the owner of it, but Yola was not today calling at this castle since she had plans which she had lain awake last night perfecting in her mind.
Accompanying her was the middle-aged groom who was in charge of the stables at Beauharnais and whom Yola had known since she was a child.
He had been delighted when she came home and as soon, as they started driving through the lush green countryside, he talked of the horses she must ride and one in particula
