![]() ![]() They were a pair of blacks, yes, but of far superior quality to Daniel’s, and a groom-another stranger-perched on the back of the curricle. I mistook your horses for those of my brother’s but I see, upon closer examination, they are not his.’ She bit her lip as sick disappointment flooded her, followed by the fear that had dogged her ever since her brother had failed to come home. ![]() ‘Oh!’ Those doubts had caught up with her and knocked her flat. Her jaw snapped shut and her cheeks scorched. ![]() ‘Who are you? Where is Daniel?’ She raked the driver with her eyes and then switched her gaze to the horses. Her eyes met those of the driver-a stranger-and she skidded to a halt, gravel spinning from beneath her feet. She shut her mind against the evidence of her eyes as she reached the foot of the steps and hurried to the curricle. She could not bear to let that prayer of hope fizzle and die. Across the hall and through the front door she sped.ĭoubts nipped at her as she sprinted down the steps to the now stationary conveyance, but she ignored them. A glimpse of a curricle drawn by a pair of blacks set her heart racing, and she flung her embroidery aside, gathered her skirts and ran for the door. She leapt to her feet and hurried to the salon window. Hope erupted through her.it had been five days since her brother had gone out one day and not returned. Thea’s head snapped up at the sound of wheels crunching across the gravel outside Stourwell Court. ![]()
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