She paid for what she had bought and, as she did so, she thought it was kind of the Earl not to leave her penniless.
As the shop assistant thanked her and opened the door, she walked out into the street.
It was then with a sudden start she found herself face to face with Hamish.
He was as surprised to see her as she was to bump into him.
He stared at her as if he could not believe that she was real.
It was then that she was aware that it was her clothes that were astonishing him rather than herself.
“What on earth are you doing here,” he asked her in his most aggressive voice, “in this idiotic charade and display of adoration for an Englishman?”
“I watched the procession,” Fyna replied, “and thought all our men marched very well.”
“The whole thing is an insult to our country,” Hami
