“Yes, of course,” Prunella agreed.
She put on her bonnet and tied it under her chin. As she did so, she told herself that she was very angry with the Earl for not having taken a more positive attitude towards the runaways.
But somehow the hatred that she had been able to feel about him in the past was no longer there.
Instead she could only think of the expression in his eyes and the faint smile on his lips – lips that had kissed hers.
The Earl’s fresh team of the fittest bays seemed to move as quickly if not quicker than the chestnuts.
‘How can he possess such marvellous animals?’ Prunella wondered.
They were moving too rapidly to ask questions and time passed before driving down a narrow empty road, the Earl suddenly drew the bays to a standstill under the shade of a great oak tree
