“I think the carriage will be now waiting for you outside.”
They walked back to the hall and Della picked up the light shawl she had borrowed from Lendi. As she was pulling it around her shoulders, the Marquis walked out through the front door.
He spoke to the groom who was waiting for her in the carriage.
Then as Della joined him he told her,
“I am sending the horses round the top lake so that you can pick them up on the other side. I want you to see the fountain at night.”
“I would love to, my Lord.”
They walked through the garden towards what she had thought was an artificial lake. It was very like those attached to so many of the Chateaux in France.
When they reached the top of the lake the fountain was just in front of them and it was throwing tall jets of water up into the sky
