The Unbreakable Spell by Barbara Cartland

Author:Barbara Cartland
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781782131090
Publisher: Barbara Cartland EBooks ltd
Published: 2012-08-29T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

Rocana stirred and realised that somebody was pulling back the curtains.

She opened her eyes and could not imagine where she was.

Suddenly she realised she was in the Marquis’s yacht and at the moment the ship was not moving.

Then, as the valet who had looked after her last night pulled back the curtains on the last porthole, he turned round and Rocana exclaimed,

“It is morning!”

“Yes, my Lady, and you’ve slept all night.”

Rocana stared round the cabin, finding it difficult to believe that what he had said was true.

Then she remembered.

Looking back it seemed incredible that she had hardly exchanged more than a few words with the Marquis from the moment they reached the main roads.

They had travelled at what she thought was a phenomenal speed for over two hours after leaving The Castle, then drew into the yard of a large Posting inn.

“We will stay here for exactly twelve minutes,” the Marquis ordained.

Rocana was aware that it was well over an hour since he had last spoken to her and she had made no reply.

She merely climbed down from the phaeton and found the proprietor was waiting to take her to the bottom of the stairs where a chambermaid in a mob cap escorted her up to a large bedroom.

There was another maid in attendance and, while she washed the dust from her face and hands, they shook her cloak and removed what seemed an abnormal amount of dust from her bonnet.

She was as quick as she could be, but when she went downstairs again and was taken to a private parlour she found there only a servant, who she gathered was one of the Marquis’s to attend to her.

“His Lordship’s compliments, my Lady,” the man said, “and he’s eaten and gone to see to the horses.”

He served Rocana with a delicious dish of cold roast duck which she was sure had been brought with them, and there was also a glass of champagne which because she was thirsty she drank gratefully.

She was aware that it must be well over the twelve minutes she had been allotted and hurried out to find that the Marquis was already seated in the phaeton, holding the reins of his new team.

When late in the evening they reached the outskirts of Dover, she realised how fantastic the Marquis’s organisation was.

They had changed horses twice since luncheon and at each place where the Marquis allowed her five minutes respite there was a glass of champagne waiting for her and something light to eat.

It was what the Duke would have called ‘rush, rush, rush, all the way’, but to Rocana it was a joy because she knew that every minute that the Marquis did not question her identity meant that Caroline and Patrick were further away from The Castle and very much safer.

When they drove into Dover and turned down to the harbour, she saw, as the Marquis drew his horses to a standstill, his yacht was at the quayside and she was very impressed by it.

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