Chapter FiveRiding towards Marshfield House on Sunday afternoon, Alita was so excited that she felt as if she could fly there through the air.
It hardly seemed possible that so much had happened in a week.
She shied away like a horse from the thought that, when tonight was over, everything would go back to the way it had been before Clint Wilbur came into her life.
She knew that he had not pressed her to defy the Duke and go to Marshfield House because he was aware that it would upset her.
When she had gone home the day after she had ignominiously fainted, she had thought that even though he had said that he would see her in the morning, he might still be resentful at her refusal to tell him what he wished to know.
She had gone to the Racecourse apprehensively the next morning and had
