CHAPTER TWO“A penny for your thoughts!” Digby Dryden said to Lord Ranulph Fowles, as they strolled languidly towards their College from the Livery Stables where they had just left their horses.
Lord Ranulph did not respond, but kept on walking.
Digby sighed.
Sometimes he wished that his friend could take a more easy-going approach to life.
Their years of study were over and done with now that they had taken their final examinations. Surely they should be enjoying themselves?
“Cough up, old chap! What’s on your mind?”
“Oh, nothing,” Lord Ranulph replied, looking up and down the street as if he was searching for someone.
Digby laughed.
“Now I understand! You are wondering what has become of those two pretty schoolgirls we lent our kind assistance to as we rode into town!”
Lord Ranul
