Love is Triumphant by Barbara Cartland

Author:Barbara Cartland [Cartland, Barbara]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781906950415
Publisher: Barbara Cartland.com
Published: 2011-10-16T16:27:01+00:00

"She introduces the topic in every conversation. I think I must know what every one of her diamonds is worth, plus all the other jewels that she could have worn but didn't."

"How vulgar!"

"But you're the one who pushed me into her arms," he said innocently. "And I must say, I'm very grateful to you."

She glowered at him but he continued, unperturbed.

"After all, a man has his way to make, and in that respect Mr. Woodward is an example to us all."

"What do you mean?"

"Look at him."

Following his gaze she saw what he meant. Arthur Woodward was talking to the Prime Minister, his head inclined at an intent angle as though he lived only to drink in the great man's words.

"But Mr. Disraeli is a Conservative," Rosina protested. "We're trying to drive him out of power."

"Obviously Mr. Woodward is protecting himself from both sides," Sir John said blandly.

"You don't mean that he – surely not?"

"Why not? His position is precarious. The party hasn't even nominated him for South Gradley yet. And if they do, who's to say he'll win it? It's a new constituency, and could go either way. I can't make myself like Woodward. I think he'll do anything, even making up to you because of your father. Don't listen to him."

"He's not making up to me."

"Are you sure?"

"Quite sure?"

He gave her a strange look, then asked quietly,

"Is it him?"

"What do you mean?"

"Is he the man Miss Draycott loved? He is, isn't he?"

She shrugged.

"And you were threatening him?" he said, astounded. "Good grief! I never heard anything like it. Don't you know what a dangerous thing you're doing?"

"Why should it be dangerous? There's nothing he can do to me." Her eyes kindled. "But there's a great deal I can do to him."

"Rosina, I beg you, give up this idea."

"I won't give it up. You didn't see my friend fall, as I did. I held her in my arms as she was dying, and I'll never forget it. Nor will I ever forgive him. I hate him, and I always will."

"Rosina – " he said. "Rosina – please."

Something in his voice seemed to go through her, making her tremble. He spoke her name with a soft, yearning note that was unbearably sweet to hear. She wondered if he used that tone to Miss Holden.

"Don't," she said. "Don't say any more."

"You're right. Talking is dangerous. Dancing is better."

He was right, she thought. Who cared for words when she was in the arms of such a superb dancer? Fleet-footed, he swept her across the floor, and suddenly she knew a sensation of soaring, as though her body had been created to move in time with his.

If only, she thought as she spun round and round in his arms, this wonderful feeling could go on forever.

But when the dance was over she wondered at herself. This was only Sir John, whom she had decided was an enemy.

But sometimes it was hard to remember that.

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