“‘Show his Lordship the way home!’ Then before he can accompany me, as he will obviously wish to do, I shall be almost out of sight.”
“Supposing he insists upon following you?” Hermia asked.
“Then you must somehow prevent him from doing so,” Marilyn said. “I shall ride towards the village, then go slowly back to the house by a different way so that no one will see me.”
Her lips curved in a little smile as she added,
“Later I will tell the Marquis how a poor old woman died happily because I was holding her hand and he will realise that I am just like his mother and that I care about the people on the estate.”
Now there was silence and after a moment Marilyn said,
“Well, what do you think of my idea? It cannot be very difficult for you to play the part I have asked of you!”
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