CHAPTER SEVENMarina did not feel like chatting with Ellen on the journey to Dover.
Sir Peter’s unexpected visit to Harley Street that morning had unnerved her and she thought about him as they sped along the bumpy road to the port.
‘He is even more handsome than I first thought,’ mused Marina, ‘and he is also a very thoughtful man. I feel as if I could trust him with my life.’
The very notion quite shocked her as, if she was honest with herself, she had never felt that degree of safety with either Albert or Simon.
‘There are precious few people I could really trust. Ellen, of course, and Henrietta. Even Papa betrayed me in the end by choosing that awful Lady Alice over me. I have heard men laugh at others who come under the influence of their wives, but I had never imagined Papa would
