By Barbara Cartland
Her father had died on their manner domestic to England, his profession in shambles, his identify disgraced via accusations of treason. Now Canuela Arlington and her mom have been on my own in London in determined want of cash. Canuela must locate paintings. realizing her smooth attractiveness was once bound to galvanize unwelcome advances, Canuela pulled her lengthy golden hair again sharply from her face, obscured her astounding grey-green eyes with large glasses and wearing unflattering black. Her very good skills quickly an corporation: Ramon de Lopez, the good-looking Argentine aristocrat, one of many wealthiest males in South the US. Canuela trembled with rage on the mere point out of his identify for Ramon used to be an "old buddy" of her father's, one of many many that abandoned him within the predicament. Canuela could pay off him for his disloyalty. it's going to no longer be tricky to spoil him. If merely he weren't so wildly attractive...
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Even if he had held her closer still, she thought despairingly, she would have been unable to struggle against him! It was a superhuman effort on her part, when she learnt he had called, to walk into the small Sitting-Room. ' But if the Marquis had seemed impressive wearing his robe in the bed-room of the Posting-Inn, he was a thousand times more overwhelming dressed in a grey cut-away whipcord coat over close-fitting champagne-coloured pantaloons, and with shining Hessians which seemed to reflect the very room itself.
Then she told herself that he did want her to do so, she was sure of it. She felt a sudden urgency to look at her gown to see if there was anything she could do to improve it before tomorrow night Leaving the studio, she went up the short flight of stairs which led to her bed-room. It was only a small room adjacent to her father's. There was a wardrobe against one wall and she opened it to look almost piteously at the small number of gowns it contained. Her evening-gown, which she had made of white gauze that she had managed to buy cheap in the Pantheon Bazaar, was, she was thankful to note, in fashion.
I will be ready," Vanessa promised. The groom had got down to assist her from the phaeton but the Marquis remained in the driving seat, his hands holding the reins. As she reached the ground Vanessa turned to look up at him, her eyes very large in her small face. "Thank you again," she said. " "Until tomorrow night, Vanessa," the Marquis replied, and, raising his hat, drove away. Vanessa went into the house to tell Dorcas about her drive in the country. "I had forgotten how beautiful it is in the spring," she said.
A Frame Of Dreams (Barbara Cartland #34) by Barbara Cartland