Chapter ThreeLord Hawkston did not wait for the tea that had been prepared for him with so much trouble.
He had learnt in the business world that having concluded a difficult negotiation it was always wise to leave before the other party began to regret that he had accepted the proposition and wished to change his mind.
“Don’t disturb your father,” he said to Dominica. “I will leave now, but I will return tomorrow morning and arrange to take you shopping for your trousseau,”
Dominica did not answer and he knew that she felt as if her voice had died in her throat.
“I am very grateful to you,” Lord Hawkston said, “for agreeing to marry my nephew.”
He bowed, Dominica curtseyed and opened the front door for him.
The Governor’s carriage, emblazoned with the British Coat of Arms, its fine
