When her engagement to the man about to become the Duke was announced, they would be laughing behind their hands.
They would all say that for once in his life Charles Lyndon had received his ‘come-uppance’.
‘What shall I do?’ Charles asked himself.
He could of course go home to Lyndon Hall and yet he felt in a sort of twisted reasoning that would be running away.
He had always instructed his men when they were in battle to face the enemy and fire the first shot.
It was difficult to think how he could do that now.
In fact almost impossible.
Nearing the turn onto the main road to London, he suddenly became aware that one of his horses had slowed down.
He pulled the team to a standstill.
His groom guessed at once without being told what was wrong. It was the front horse on the offsid
