Tears blinded her eyes as she groped her way across the cabin.
It flashed through her mind that perhaps the best thing she could do would be to fling herself into the sea. Then all her troubles would be over.
She was aware of the hopeless position that she was in without the sanctuary that she had found with her aunt.
She was without money – and now without the Marquis to help her.
She knew now that it was only a question of time before she and Nanny would have to return to her stepfather before they starved.
He would then force her to marry Mr. Hopthorne and after that there would be no escape.
‘I shall – have to – die, Papa,’ she said to her father in her heart.
She wondered how she could slip into the sea without anybody aboard the yacht being aware of it and saving her from drow
