Love Rescues Rosanna by Barbara Cartland

Author:Barbara Cartland
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Romance, Suspense
ISBN: xxx
Publisher: Barbara Cartland.com
Published: 2011-11-14T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

Inside the little cottage, Rosanna collapsed onto a chair as Edie slammed the door shut and locked it.

Her copper-headed maid stood defiantly in front of her Mistress, her fists clenched, and even in her anguish, Rosanna could smile at the sight of the slim slip of a girl preparing to defend her against all comers.

Outside, they could hear Sir Walter shouting, the stamping of hooves and then John Barker’s firm quiet voice.

“I am sorry, Sir Walter, but there’s no Lady Rosanna here.”

“Nonsense! I saw her ride in here with my own eyes. She was on a grey pony. Let me pass! I am Sir Walter Fenwick and I wish to search these stables at once.”

Rosanna flinched.

If he found the pony, he would know he was right. How long would it take him to make the head groom tell him where she was hiding?

“Don’t you fret none, my Lady,” Edie whispered. “John won’t tell him nothing. Just you wait and see.”

“But the pony – ”

“One of the lads will have trotted him down to the far paddock. He’ll be fine. We just have to sit and wait.”

Minutes passed, then Rosanna heard Sir Walter cursing violently as he strode out of the stable block.

“Damn your hide, man. I will see you pay for thwarting me in this fashion. You’re hiding my fiancée somewhere, I know you are!”

“Sir Walter – ”

“What’s in here? Did she run inside this hovel when she got back to the Castle?”

To Rosanna’s horror, the door shook as Sir Walter rattled the handle violently, but the lock held.

“Why is this door locked? What are you hiding?”

“Why nothing, Sir Walter. My little girl is alone inside and I don’t want her running off. She is suffering from a bad attack of fever, but don’t let that stop you looking if you want to, sir. Here, let me unlock it – ”

“Fever? No, no, that won’t be necessary – ”

His voice dwindled away and Rosanna breathed more easily as she heard the sound of his horse’s hooves on the cobbles.

“Listen, whatever you say, I know Lady Rosanna is here at Melton Castle,” he said. “I will be back. And when I do, you will be sorry you have obstructed me in this fashion.”

And at last came the sound of a horse moving away, out of the stable yard.

“He’s gone, my Lady,” Edie said, pulling back the corner of the yellow flowered curtain at the little window and peering out.

“Oh, thank God. I have never seen anyone so angry. He seemed – Edie – he seemed quite mad, chasing me across country. If he had caught me – I cannot bear to think of it!”

She shuddered and dropped her head in her hands.

“Don’t take on so, my Lady. Here, a nice cup of tea is what you need.”

Rosanna lifted her head and smiled, reluctantly. Edie’s answer to every problem in life from a lost button to a dreadful tragedy was always, ‘a nice cup of tea.’

“Thank you, Edie. That would be lovely.

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