But Isa knew that her sister was still frustrated and bored with London; the long walks in Green Park had been supplanted by long rides, which was an improvement—Alcaeus could certainly outrun any menace to her sister’s health—but no solution. Carys had gone back to refusing all invitations and Isa, who had already ordered a second riding habit and a new saddle for Jesse, had nothing left with which to bribe her. And the marquess had not yet appeared in Hyde Park. Isa would need to speak with Benjamin Harcourt soon. * * * * One afternoon Lord Brabury paid a visit to Cardingham House and presented Carys with a copy of his latest volume of poetry. The book was slim, but the exciting news—which he conveyed to Miss Davies with something like awe at the enormity of his good fortune—was that it had been published by Thomas Egerton with only a few of the expenses to be covered by the poet himself. “Can you imagine!” said Lord Brabury. “He does not charge me for the whole of the paper and ink!”
What do You think about The Marquess And Miss Davies?
