“I have no intention of doing that,” the Marquis said, “and as he has not appeared for breakfast, I suspect that he will emulate the bucks in London, who, because they drink so deeply the previous night, seldom appear until it is time for luncheon.”
“Then we can go to the farms alone!” Christina said eagerly.
“I have absolutely no intention of taking my cousin with us,” the Marquis remarked sharply.
She knew from the way he spoke that Terence Verley had upset him, but she was too tactful, however, to ask him any questions.
She only talked about the farmers, telling the Marquis who they were and how the only help they received came from their own families.
“Even the small children had to help bring in the harvest,” she said, “because Mr. Waters refused to allow them to employ any more
