Chapter TwoThe journey across France even for the lady’s maids was more comfortable than Tempera had ever known or expected. She had visited Paris when she was ten with her father and mother, and once after her mother’s death her father had taken her with him to Brussels when he had no wish to leave her alone in London.
Otherwise she had little or no experience, but she had thought of French trains as noisy and uncomfortable.
It was quite different to be travelling in the Duke’s private coaches which consisted not only of a Drawing Room, Dining and Sleeping Cars for his guests, but also sleeping accommodation for the staff.
To Tempera’s joy she had a small compartment to herself, and very early in the morning she raised the blind from her window to look out on the passing countryside.
