The house itself with its hundreds of windows and the ancient statues on the roof was silhouetted against the sky.
She loved Chad Hall because she had been allowed to go there ever since she was a small child.
She thought that she knew every inch of it and that it was a part of her.
She was hurrying, knowing that Tony, if he was really locked up in the stables, would be fretting.
He would resent being imprisoned and the discomfort of it.
She was thankful as she reached the front door to see that it was opened by Upton the butler.
“Good morning, Miss Olivia!” he said in his deep well-modulated voice.
“Good morning, Upton. I hear Mr. Tony is in trouble! Can I see his Lordship?”
She thought that Upton hesitated before he replied,
“If you’ll wait in the morning room, Miss Olivia, I’ll
