Theresa had met her aunt at the funeral and had known from the way she spoke of her mother that her disapproval of her father had extended to his wife and doubtless to his daughter.
She knew now that she had taken a dislike to the woman who was her Aunt Alice and she could not imagine that the eldest son of such a father and mother could have anything particularly attractive about him.
“What we ought to do,” the Earl said, laying down the law in what Theresa was certain was his habitually abrupt manner, “is to send for Miss Robinson, if that is her name, and she can stay here with you until we have everything in order up at the house.”
He paused as if thinking it over and then continued,
“Then you can come to us and we will look after you until your marriage. Your aunt will help you wi
