Selma, sitting in the Duke’s room, was reading one of the newspapers aloud to him and she had no idea that he was not listening to her.
He was in fact thinking that the sun on her hair was very lovely and that her voice had a musical lilting quality that he had never heard in any other woman.
He had developed, although Selma suspected that he had exaggerated his symptoms, a bad headache after Lady Bramwell’s visit and the next day he had been somewhat lethargic.
She was aware, even more so than he was, that today he was almost his old self.
After she had finished the Editorial article in The Times, she looked up to say,
The Times“I have a surprise for you tonight.”
“A surprise?” the Duke questioned.
“Yes,” she answered. “Captain Seymour and I have planned it together.”
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