“I agree it is a very odd proposition indeed, Samala. Equally, as the Marchioness has said, as the Duchess of Buckhurst you will have a position which is without parallel.”
As he spoke, Samala stiffened and looked up at him.
“Did you say – the Duchess of – Buckhurst, Papa?”
“I thought I had explained,” the Marchioness interrupted, “but perhaps it was before you arrived, that my brother is the Duke of Buckhurst.”
“Are you sure?” Samala enquired.
The Marchioness smiled.
“Of course I am sure! If you have heard of him, which I am sure you have with your interest in horses, you will know I have not exaggerated his position in the sporting world, besides his influence as a friend of the King. In short he is one of the most important Dukes in Great Britain.”
Samala was not listening.
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