The Landlord lifted his chin as he always did when he made a speech.
– Good morning, residents of Walsingham. Allow me to introduce myself: I am the Count of Draymore, your new Landlord. The manor of Rivershold, whose lands include your village, was recently inherited by me after the death of my much-loved uncle, who passed away in mid-March of this year. Today I have seen that your village is in a deplorable state. And I will help rebuild it. You can address all your needs to my secretary Mr. Grim, who will come to your village tomorrow. I can also see that you are conscientious, hard-working and religious people, so I will help you with sincere pleasure. But, alas, I have urgent business to attend to, and I must leave your kind society," he said loudly and resolutely.
The peasants listened to him with open mouths.
– But, your Lordship, would you do us the great honour of staying at least until the end of the mass? – The parson, who wished to speak to him about the rebuilding of the church, asked him politely.
The Count hesitated, but, casting another quick glance at Christine, decided to stay. He nodded silently to the pastor and strode majestically to his pew.
The pastor continued the mass, but he found it difficult to interest the excited peasants, who were already whispering about what they could ask of the lord.
– Are you in your right mind? – his friend whispered unhappily to the landlord.
The prospect of another hour in this medieval atmosphere did not please him at all.
– Wait a moment, Dominic," replied the Count of Draymore.
Dominic, Viscount Wilworth followed his friend's gaze carefully and found out that he was looking at Christine Glowford.
– Have you found a new amusement? – he grinned. – But she is the pastor's daughter, I hope you remember that.
– I have no plans for her. It's just that I've never seen such beauties. To associate with a peasant girl would disgrace my name," Colin Draymore replied.
– I'm glad you realise that" his friend said gravely.
As the service came to an end, the congregation began to leave the church slowly. The noble gentlemen were the last to leave and headed for the beautiful carriage that was waiting for them at the entrance to the church.
But suddenly, as if a bright sun bunny appeared in the grey crowd of poor people, making both lords freeze in admiration.