She then decided that she would not tell her father of the transaction she and the Marquis had made together. In fact, nobody must know.
She was ashamed of it – she thought it degrading.
At the same time some part of her brain was already busy deciding what she would buy and knowing what an enormous difference the money was going to make to their lives.
Lyle could have the riding boots he wanted and some really smart clothes such as he had never had, and he could have a horse of his own in the vacations.
He would also be able to afford to hunt as he had always wanted, not with the ‘hobbledehoy’ farmers’ pack, but the one in which the members’ fees had until now, been too high.
Then she thought of Charis and decided that the best thing for her would be to go to a Young Ladies’ Seminary
