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CHAPTER FIVE-2
“I hope you will be – able to do that,” Christina said, “but I don’t – think it is – going to be easy.” Her words were prophetic. When at noon the Marquis came back with Christina, after they had been riding, Terence had only just come downstairs. Christina disappeared and the Marquis took him into the study. He told him what he had arranged and knew at once that Terence was disappointed. He was still thinking of what he had planned for the evening and was determined not to leave The Hall. The Marquis, however, was firm. “I am sending you back to London today, immediately after luncheon,” he said, “because it is important that you should put all your accounts together so that we can show them to the Solicitors as soon as I arrive.” “And when will that be?” Terence asked. “As soon
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