CHAPTER SEVENThe next morning Benina was dressed and tidying her hair when the door opened and David peeped in.
He did not speak to her, but merely beckoned with his hand and she knew he was going downstairs.
She ran over the bedroom, picked up her riding hat and followed him.
He arrived at the ground floor and instead of going out as she expected, he turned towards the breakfast room.
When she joined him, she mumbled to David,
“I thought we would have to creep out of the house without breakfast.”
“Newman would be annoyed if we did, Benina, and quite frankly I am feeling hungry.”
He helped himself to bacon and eggs and passed a plate to Benina.
“Thank you, my Lord. Where are we going?”
“Anywhere at all as long as we keep away from the house and I suggest we hurry.”
She realised h
