Sir Aldus said as he greeted her in the hotel’s lobby. “And I am blessed to share it with an even lovelier companion.” He’d obviously taken great care with his attire. His hair wore its customary pomade, but his dark green jacket and fawn trousers fit better than any clothes she’d seen on him previously. Probably because they were a size larger. “Such compliments, monsieur le baron,” she replied, already regretting the excursion. “You will turn my head.” “That’s my sincere hope, madame,” he said, eyes gleaming until he noticed Oakley standing behind her. “There’s no need for your maid, surely? I’ve brought my barouche, which is open to the sun, so there can be no question of impropriety.” “Of course not. But as you say, the day is such a pleasant one. And she, too, is eager to see this Hyde Park. It is very fashionable, no?” He pasted on a smile. “Indeed. Especially at this time of day,” he said, walking them towards his carriage. It was an expensive vehicle, led by two beautifully matched greys and a liveried driver.
