CHAPTER FOURAs the Earl drove Aleda to London in his phaeton, she felt as if she was going to the guillotine.
She was in fact feeling frightened and she felt as if a dozen butterflies were fluttering in her breast.
In the morning, when she had come down for breakfast, she had said to her brother,
“What are we to do about Betsy and Glover?”
“I have forgotten to tell you,” he replied, “Winton has made arrangements for them before he left.”
Aleda, who had worried about it in the night, thought that he might have told her before she had to ask,
“What arrangements?”
“He promised Betsy that she could have the first cottage he built in the village and has given her all the wages she was owed for the last three months.”
Aleda gave an exclamation of joy and he went on,
“He has done the sam
