CHAPTER TENIt was early morning and Henrietta threw open her bedroom window, leaned on the sill and surveyed the dewbright gardens below.
She had been home at Lushwood for two months by now and this was her happiest hour, when she least felt the shadow of recent events hovering over her.
At least she had not set eyes on Prince Vasily again. He could not pursue Henrietta Radford after her return to Society, for he was a wanted man in England.
She supposed he had since shipped himself off to the safety of Europe.
Kitty, now appraised of Miss Reed’s true identity by Eddie, had written once.
Eddie’s regular pianist had finally arrived for what turned out to be a highly successful tour of England.
She had heard nothing of the Duke, his stepsister or Romany Foss.
There had been much to do
