Mr. Spencer said. “But I can certainly understand the circumstances. I wish you well, and if you want the position here again, you need only write and ask if it is vacant. I daresay I can find some room for a horseman of your talent very easily.” He rose from his chair and walked towards the libr...
By the time he had recovered himself, he was seated on the divan and Hope was sitting up against him, fanning him ardently with her painted fan. The breeze blew her curls in his eyes. “Stop that,” he ordered, catching at her wrist. “Stop playing and tell me what’s going on.” She toyed with teasin...