FRENCH "Eh bien Louise, voulez-vous m'épouser"? "Oui" s'entendit-elle répondre sans réflechir. "C'est la minute des aveux", dit Tom. "Je suis James Fenton". "Non"! cria Louise. "C'est impossible. Vous êtes le jardinier. Vous me l'avez dit". Puis elle se tut. "Pourquoi avoir prétendu être Tom Reading"? demanda-t-elle au bout de quelques secondes. "Je voulais demeurer ici, incognito". "Pourquoi m'avoir demandé ma main"? "J'ai besoin d'une femme...et vous avez besoin de quelqu'un pour veiller sur vous". "Quelle penseé charitable"! De toute évidence, ils n'avaient pas la même conception du mariage! *************************************************************** ENGLISH Why hadn't he told her who he was...? Louise was glad that her job as an interior decorator had taken her to the old manor house in Wales. Redecorating it would help take her mind off Barry, whose only interest in her had been financial. She hadn't expected to find anyone at Tir Glyn. Certainly not Tom Reading, the disturbingly attractive grounds keeper. By the time she found out his secret, that he was in fact James Fenton, it was too late. She was in love. And she had already agreed to marry him.
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