Chapter Two“I am sorry that you went to bed early last night,” the Countess was saying.
There was just three of them to luncheon as the Earl and Odela were leaving immediately afterwards.
“I did not wish to seem rude,” Odela replied, “but I was very tired after such a long train journey.”
“Of course I understood,” the Countess said in a cooing voice. “At the same time I would like you to have met the Viscount More who was with me.”
She turned to look at her husband as she went on,
“You know that he is the son of your friend the Earl of Morland, Arthur, and I believe almost as intelligent as his father.”
“I have never thought that Morland was intelligent,” the Earl replied, “and his speeches in the Lords are lamentable!”
The Countess smiled.
“I think, dearest, you are comparing him
