CHAPTER SEVENMagnolia stood with her ear to the door listening.
All she could hear was the Duke in the small washroom striking at the wall with both his feet.
She knew that he was lying on his back to do it and, having taken off his coat to blunt the noise, was driving both his feet with all his strength at the damp wall.
He had explained to her simply what he intended to do, and she was well aware that if they were overheard, there would be no future chance of their escaping since they would be tied up to prevent them from trying again.
As she listened she prayed and the intensity of her prayers somehow made her feel as if she had an extra acuteness of hearing as well as of thinking.
Although the Duke was calm and quiet, she knew perceptively that he was really very anxious and it ma
