Chapter 3
It was nearly impossible to keep a secret. Especially one involving a relationship with a man. Gemma found that out in the most difficult way possible the morning following her meeting with James in the garden the night before. Only Mary, her lady’s maid, had known she’d met with him in the maze-like sprawl of her father’s country estate gardens. Still, it hadn’t escaped her notice this morning that her mother hummed while they broke their fast and watched her with a devious twinkle in her eye.
“James arrived in town last evening, did you know that Gemma, dear?” her mother asked while she spread some orange marmalade over a slice of toast.
Good heavens, is nothing secret here? Gemma bit her lip before replying.
“He did? How wonderful! I take it he’ll be sure to attend Lady Gr
