He wondered if she liked reading and poetry.

He was such a magnificently healthy sportsman he had always been a little shy of letting people know his inner and gentler tastes.

He hoped so much she would care for the books he did.

There was a deep strain of romance in his nature, undreamed of by such women as Laura Highford, and these evenings--alone, musing and growing in love with a phantom--drew it forth.
His plan was to go to Paris--to the Ritz--for the honeymoon.

Zara who did not know England would probably hate the solemn servants staring at her in those early days if he took her to Orton, one of the Duke's places which he had offered him for the blissful week.