CHAPTER FIVEThey started off at ten o’clock the next morning.
Robbie felt that no one could look more attractive than Josofine.
She was wearing what he reckoned she must have bought yesterday. It was a country dress, rather plain but which seemed to accentuate her beauty. To match it she sported a very pretty straw hat that allowed her dark hair to curl against her pink and white cheeks.
As the sun was shining and the birds were singing it was the perfect day to be going to the country.
Robbie had risen early and gone to see the manager of the stables where he hired a post-chaise.
And he had agreed with the manager that he should drive two new horses that were fresh and young without having to take a groom with him.
“I know I can trust you, my Lord,” he said, “to look after me hors
