Judith McNaught Quote

Turning, she smiled with genuine affection at Lord Marchman and offered him her hand through the open window of the coach. Thank you, she said shyly but with great sincerity, for being all the things you are, my lord.His face scarlet with pleasure at her compliment, John Marchman stepped back and watched her coach pull out of his drive. He watched it until the horses turned onto the road, then he slowly walked back toward the house and went into his study. Sitting down at his desk, he looked at the note he’d written her uncle and idly drummed his fingers upon his desk, recalling her disturbing answer when he asked if she’d dissuaded old Belhaven from pressing his suit. she’d said. And then John made his decision.Feeling rather like an absurd knight in shining armor rushing to save an unwilling damsel in the event of future distress, he took out a fresh sheet of paper and wrote out a new message to her uncle. As it always happened the moment courtship was involved, Lord Marchman lost his ability to be articulate. His note read:If Belhaven asks for her, please advise me of it. I think I want her first.