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CHAPTER THREEIt was not long before the Earl reappeared, but to Selena it seemed like an age. All the time he was away she was remembering Mr. Anstruther’s appalling behaviour that had led to Beatrice’s vicious attack on her and the way that the Belgian Count had tried to seduce her. And then there was the time, Enid, the middle one of the Bathurst girls, had flown fiercely at her with the accusation that Selena was stealing her beau. It seemed that everywhere she went men had only one idea. How could she expect the Earl to be any different? Then the door opened, he came in and for Selena it was as if a light had been switched on. Once more a little electric thrill surged through her. No other man had ever made her feel this way and her reaction to him suddenly made her uneasy. “Th