“Oh, darling, I do hope I can go on doing that,” Ursa said. “Because working with you is nearly the most thrilling thing I have done in my life.”
The Marquis’s eyes twinkled.
“And what was the most thrilling?” he asked.
“You know without me telling you,” she said.
“If you look at me like that,” the Marquis said, “I will take you back next door and the subject of the letter that lies between us will never be raised.”
Ursa laughed.
“Tell me now and get it over with. Is it something that is going to upset me?”
“I hope not,” the Marquis replied.
He opened the letter and said,
“As it is in French and your French is as good if not better than mine, you had better read it.”
Although she was a little apprehensive, Ursa took it from him.
As she held it in her hand, she saw that it was fr
