CHAPTER SIXRiding out from Brussels towards the battlefields of Waterloo, Anthea thought that she had never been so happy.
It seemed to her that every day she was with the Duke it was easier to talk to him and everything became more exciting.
She had felt constrained and embarrassed the morning after their wedding night. But she told herself that the worst thing she could do would be to erect a barrier between them that would make it impossible for her to talk to him naturally.
Everything was easy, because she fancied, although she was not sure, that the Duke had speeded up their progress to the Continent.
Certainly they had stayed only one night at each of the Stately Homes where they had been offered hospitality.
As they usually arrived late in the evening and left early in the morn
