It seemed long because my heart sighed to be with her; yet short because I was so uncertain what to say, and how my wooing would end.
I reached the manor at last.

Sir John was from home.

Lady Thesiger and Agatha were busily engaged in making pretty fancy articles for a grand fancy fair that was to be held--for the benefit of some out-of-the-way people--by special permission of His Grace the Duke of Fairholme in the grounds of Fairholme Castle.
Lady Thesiger looked up when I entered, with a smile.
"Good morning, Sir Edgar; I am very glad to see you.

Agatha and I were just wishing we had a gentleman to help us.

Are you willing to assist us for a day ?" My face flushed hotly with delight.
"Am I willing to give myself a day of Utopian delight, Lady Thesiger?
Most certainly.