CHAPTER FOURLucilla looked desperately towards Ethel, wishing that she might say something to make Harkness Jackson leave her alone.
But Ethel just smiled and then nodded her elegant blonde head, as if she had been planning this meeting all along. “Come along, Mortimer dear,” she cooed. “I don’t think we are very welcome here just at the moment.”
“Aha!” he exclaimed, gazing at his friend Harkness, still on his knees in front of Lucilla. “Sure, honey, let’s go.”
And the two of them left Lucilla alone in the salon, her hand caught in the big American’s grasp.
“Please, will you let me go?” Lucilla begged him, struggling to keep her voice steady.
“Lady Lucilla,” Harkness began, clutching her hand even tighter. “Princess! I was all set to call on you this afternoon – but you have come to m
