Chapter SixSolita dressed early, then walked about her room waiting impatiently for a reply to her note.
Finally when she thought despairingly that the Duke had either not received it, or else he had not understood, there was a knock on the door.
Emily came back to her.
“His Grace says,” she said slowly, “will you take the Solicitor’s letter to ’im in the study, miss, at seven-thirty. He’ll ’ave time to discuss it with you before dinner.”
Emily was obviously repeating laboriously what she had been told to say, but to Solita, it was like the voice of angels.
The Duke understood!
She thought his reply was very clever and would not be of any interest if the servants heard of it.
She finished dressing, then realising that she too must play her part impeccably, searched for a letter in h
