Chapter FourAs the party drank more and more champagne, the laughter and noise increased.
The Marquis walked across to where Trevor was sitting beside Angela.
“I want, Brooke,” he began, “for you to see my new stallions.”
“I am looking forward to it, my Lord,” Trevor replied.
The Marquis was just about to say something else when the door opened and the butler announced,
“Miss Sadie Vandebilt, my Lord!”
The Marquis looked up in astonishment.
Into the drawing room came a beautiful young girl, exceedingly well-dressed and with a self-assurance that was very American.
Seeing the Marquis, she ran towards him.
“Here I am, Cousin Shaun. I gather you were not expecting me.”
“Indeed I was not,” the Marquis replied. “What has happened?”
“I wrote to you from America, saying that I must com
