“Perhaps I should thank you for taking me with you and express the hope that you will not regret it.”
“I wish I could be sure of that,” Lord Frome replied.
She thought for a moment that there was a faintly mocking smile on his lips.
She bowed her head.
“Goodnight, my Lord.”
“Goodnight, Miss – Wardell!”
There was just a pause before her name and she knew he was thinking that he would have to address her differently on the morrow.
As she walked through the door that led to her bedroom, Chandra knew with amusement that Lord Frome was wondering what was her Christian name.
‘I will not tell him,’ she decided, ‘I will make him ask me!’
*
Chandra’s bedroom seemed hot despite the fact that outside it was very much cooler.
She opened the windows to stand looking out, thinking again as sh
