[Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini]@TWC D-Link bookMistress Wilding CHAPTER IV 4/28
He was most handsomely housed.
His grandfather, who had travelled in Italy, had built the Chase upon the severe and noble lines which there he had learnt to admire, and he had embellished its interior, too, with many treasures of art which with that intent he had there collected. She dropped her whip and gloves on to a table, and sank into a chair to wait, her heart fluttering in her throat.
Time passed, and in the silence of the great house her anxiety was gradually quieted, until at last through the long window that stood open came faintly wafted to her on the soft breeze of that June morning the sound of a church clock at Weston Zoyland chiming twelve.
She rose with a start, bethinking her suddenly of Diana, and wondering why she had not yet arrived.
Was the child's indisposition graver than she had led Ruth to suppose? She crossed to the windows and stood there drumming impatiently upon the pane, her eyes straying idly over the sweep of elm-fringed lawns towards the river gleaming silvery here and there between the trees in the distance. Suddenly she caught a sound of hoofs.
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