CHAPTER SIXPierre ran all the way to the château and he was breathless when he arrived.
Then, as he reached the steps to the front door, he felt shy at what he had to do.
He glanced back down the drive and saw that a chaise was approaching.
He stopped, thinking perhaps it could be the Duc.
If it was, he would not have to speak to the superior footmen who frightened him.
The chaise came nearer.
The Duc was driving two well-matched horses, which he brought to a standstill with a flourish.
Pierre saw the gentleman with him climb out.
As the Duc was about to hand the reins to the groom who had been perched up behind him, Pierre stepped forward.
“I have this for you, monsieur,” Pierre said bowing.
He held out the note that Marcia had written to him.
The Duc looked at the boy in surpr
