The gentlemen whom they had met at dinner seemed only too eager to dance with her and Penelope and she knew by the expression on her sister’s face how happy she was.
The garden was like a Fairyland, Alisa thought, as she walked in it with her partner, who was the older gentleman who had sat next to her at dinner.
But she knew that she must not go far from the lights of the house or be inveigled into sitting in the arbours which she could see arranged in the shadows amongst the flowering shrubs.
‘I should have warned Penelope to be on her guard,’ Alisa told herself.
She could not help thinking that if the Earl had been prepared to kiss her in the library after luncheon, to be alone with a man with stars in the sky above them and music playing softly in the distance was an invitation to
