CHAPTER EIGHTLord Taverner came towards her, a beaming smile on his face.
“Miss Norton,” he began, “I have been waiting to catch you on your own. I bring greetings to you from your stepfather, my good friend, Mr. Anstruther.”
Selena knew that she was caught.
It was not possible for her to walk away or be rude.
Desperately she looked around to see if the Earl or even Joe were nearby.
She and Lord Taverner were, however, all alone.
“Good afternoon, Lord Taverner,” she greeted him coolly. “It is a surprise to see you here. I must have missed you amongst the queue of people buying tickets.”
She did not want to accuse him of coming in for free, but she had a strong suspicion that he did not have a ticket.
Perhaps they should adopt some sort of system for ensuring that those who wandered
