Helena perched on the window seat and gazed across the grounds. “The men will be returning soon for luncheon, and then several of the guests will leave.” “Oh?” This surprised Louise. “Who?” “Why, all your suitors. Except for Lord Lorne, since he’s just arrived.” Louise pursed her lips. “He will surely notice their departure. You know what the pressure did last time, and now . . . I don’t want that to happen again.”
