hem something to make them laugh."
"Robin is in love!" she cried. "She is five years old and she has been deserted and Andrews came to tell me she can neither eat nor sleep. The doctor says she has had a shock."
Coombe did not join in the ripple of laughter, but he looked interested.
"Robin is a stimulating name," said Harrowby. "Is it too late to let us see her?"
"They usually go to sleep at seven, I believe," remarked Coombe, "but of course I am not an authority."
Robin was not asleep, though she had long been in bed with her eyes closed. She had heard Andrews say to her sister Anne:
"Lord Coombe's the reason. She does not want her boy to see or speak to him, so she whisked him back to Scotland."
"Is Lord Coombe as bad as they say?" put in Anne, with bated breath.
"As to his badness," Robin heard Andrews answer, "there's some that can't say enough against him. It's what he is in this house that does it. She won't have her boy playing with a ch
Robin and Donal meet as children and then again as young adults and feel an instant attraction.Donal's about to go to war so their relationship evolves rather quickly. It's an okay read and the middle is kind of slow paced but it picks up steam towards the end.