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CHAPTER THIRTEEN

and yet she was glad-there was nothing about it to remind her of the Caribbean sun.
Not long after eight o'clock, Lizbeth, having breakfasted in her room, came downstairs. Her horse and an escort of grooms and outriders were waiting for her outside the front door. Her luggage was piled up on a coach in which Nanna was also to travel to London.
Lizbeth had wanted to say good-bye to Phillida, but she was told that Phillida was asleep. Catherine also would make no appearance at this hour in the morning, Lizbeth knew, and she was glad that she would not have to say farewell to her stepmother.
Her father was up, as she had expected he would be. He kissed her boisterously, told her to behave herself, and put a heavy purse of money into her hand.
" When you need more, you have but to send for it," he said.
" Thank you, Father."
His generosity, she knew, was not for herself but for the position she would hold as Maid of Honour, which he took as a personal tribute to his own importance.
She said good-bye to the servants in the Hall and then the groom helped her to mount her favourite horse.
She looked very different from what she usually did when she rode at Camfield. There were no high boots and short breeches upon her to-day to scandalize the citizens of London. Her full-skirted riding habit was of green velvet and the plume which decorated her hat was canary yellow and reached almost to her shoulders.
She gathered up the reins in her gloved hand and even as she opened her lips to give the order to go, she saw someone come through the doorway of the house and walk towards her. She felt herself tingle and every vein and muscle in her body seemed to awake to a throbbing excitement.
" You are leaving, Lizbeth?"
She must have imagined the dismay in his voice.
" I am going to London. Father will tell you that I am to become Maid of Honour to Her Majesty."
" I had no idea of this."

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