Harry laughed and put his arm round Nerissa and unexpectedly kissed her.
“You are very sweet and I hope one day I find a husband for you who will look after you and see that you have everything you want for yourself.”
“I want nothing at the moment except for the days to go quickly so that we can see Lyn and ride the Duke’s horses.”
“Amen to that!” Harry agreed fervently. “I am going to Oxford today to beg, borrow or steal some decent clothes so that you will not be ashamed of me.”
“Can you do so?” Nerissa asked. “Of course I would never be ashamed of you anyway.”
“When I tell the best tailor at Oxford that I intend to spend quite a lot of money with him, I am sure that he will fit me out somehow in the meantime, especially,” Harry grinned, “when I tell him where I am going.”
Nerissa
