Clay pigeons burst in the air over a field of spring flowers.
Fifteen for fifteen they flew and shattered. A motion just over a grassy hillock caught Daniel's eye as he loosed number sixteen, and he let the target fall to earth unscathed. Then appeared a blue-plumed straw bonnet. For a moment Daniel expected to see Lady Jane, but the hair under the bonnet was raven wing black, the eyes under the brim huge and dark, the face a sweetheart shape. It was Talitha.