“Don’t forget this, my lady,” the obliging maid said as Daphne rose from the vanity seat a few moments later, grabbing the matching sunbonnet from a nearby chair and holding it out to her. “You wouldn’t want to ruin your lovely complexion with too much sun.” “Quite right,” Daphne replied with a gracious smile as she took the bonnet and situated it atop her head. “Thank you, Anna.” “Enjoy your day, my lady,” she replied cheerily as Daphne turned toward the door. As she made her way down the stairs Daphne could see that the others were all gathering in the foyer, preparing to depart for the races. Not surprisingly her gaze strayed to where Brendon stood near the front door, looking as handsome as ever in a dark-brown, fashionably-cut jacket and coordinating buff-colored trousers. He looked up then, catching her eye. She gave him a slight smile before quickly turning her gaze elsewhere, for the last thing she needed was for him or anyone else to notice her devouring him with her eyes like the silly, love-struck fool that she was.
