“You will come back for luncheon, Oliver?”
The Marquis shook his head.
“I think I must take advantage of the good weather to sail North. I would expect that I will have to shelter at night and that always means a delay.”
Neil and his brother accepted this without arguing.
The Marquis had already told Gilbert to return to the yacht with his luggage.
When they were preparing to drive to the harbour, there was no sign of Lady McTranar.
“I think I should say goodbye to your stepmother,” the Marquis suggested, as he stepped into the carriage.
“She will not yet be awake,” responded Neil. “But I have left a message with her maid to let her know where we have gone and I expect she will join us later.”
The Marquis made no comment, as he was thinking that actually it would make it easier i
