CHAPTER TWODonela spent the afternoon with her mother.
She thought that Sir Marcus looked at her questioningly at teatime.
However, nothing further was said about Lord Waltingham.
But she was acutely conscious that the hours were passing by rapidly.
Tomorrow he would arrive to propose to her, absolutely certain that she would accept.
‘I have no – choice,’ she thought to herself bitterly.
Then the idea of running away was back in her mind.
When she went up to dress for dinner, she looked at her clothes and wondered what she should take with her.
It was not going to be easy.
She also had to decide for how long she would stay away.
The answer was as long as it took her stepfather to accept her decision that she would not marry Lord Waltingham under any circumstances.
She did not im
