Chapter SixThe Marquis, who had been riding in Hyde Park with Harry, left him at the end of Park Lane.
“I will see you tonight,” Harry said, “but now I have to hurry as I am having luncheon with the Duchess.”
“She will be annoyed if you are late,” the Marquis remarked.
“1 know,” Harry replied ruefully, “but it will be worth it to have had the best ride I have had for many a month.”
The Marquis was smiling as he trotted slowly up Park Lane towards his own house.
He found himself looking forward to seeing Zia and hearing if she had enjoyed the ball last night.
As his grandmother had related, she had been an undoubted success.
He thought it extraordinary that a girl who had lived such a sheltered life should step into the most sophisticated Society in Europe and manage to captivate eve
