Chapter ThreeThe way he spoke and the way that his words appeared to vibrate round the room, took Atayla’s voice away.
Then, as she remembered that he knew who Felicity was and had been told that they both had arrived, she said quietly,
“I have brought your daughter – home.”
“On whose instructions?” the Earl enquired. “Or need I ask? Well, you can go back to where you came from!”
Atayla stared at him in sheer astonishment.
Then she said and her voice sounded weak and feeble even to herself,
“That – is impossible!”
“Nothing is impossible!” the Earl snapped. “You can tell whoever sent you that I have no intention of accepting any communication from her except through my Solicitors.”
He turned and walked towards the door and, as he reached it, he shouted,
“Get out and quickly!”
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