CHAPTER SIXNext morning Della was not really upset, only a little disappointed.
A message came from Clare Court that there was to be no riding in the woods today. She had not thought of it before, but she realised the Marquis was being sensible as it would be a mistake for her or any other gypsy to be seen before the dinner party.
As he had said, even if his niece was not suspicious, the fortune–hunter might be.
It was a lovely day and Della longed to have a good gallop on Apollo, but it was forbidden. She had, however, plenty to do in having a last lesson with Lendi.
She held the crystal ball in her hand and they went over and over all the things she might sense a man or a woman was thinking.
“No hurry,” said Lendi. “Wait – stars give you – answer.”
“I only hope you are right and th
