She paused a moment and then she said,
“Unless the Marquis is attended by outriders.”
“It’s not likely as he is going such a short distance,” Mark replied.
“No, of course not,” Rowena agreed. “So we will just have to see what can be done.”
She knew that he was longing to ride carrying his new whip. At the same time she would rather he did not tire out Dobbin, who was the only mode of transport available for her father.
“You had better go to your room now,” she said. “I am sure that you have some homework to do. The Vicar complained last week that you had been rather careless about it.”
“I was too busy riding,” Mark said with a grin and then his face fell. “It is going to be pretty dull here when the Marquis has gone, isn’t it?”
“I was afraid you would feel like that,” Rowena answere
