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'No!' Her deep voice ale into desperation If only he would stop looking at her like that! She cleared her throat and continued more cal after all, and I'd rather lunch at the hotel, so if you don’t mind, Monsieur Haood'
For ato persist with his perverse offers of alternatives until he had forced her to flatly beg for her passage, but Serena Corvell came unexpectedly to her aid
'So it's settled, then Now can we go, Jack? I would like to get to the island before nightfall!'
He raciously made the belated introduction
'Serena Corvell, this is Miss ?'
It seemed a defeat to have to say it 'Elizabeth,' she said sullenly
'Elizabeth Laed his victory 'We travelled together from New Zealand' He nation 'Please, call me Jack—Monsieur Haood sounds soproper And I bet they call you Beth'
She would have liked to deny it So It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him that she was a spritely, dynanored him as the other woan striding sleekly towards the end of the pier
Haood bowed slightly to Elizabeth, indicating that he would bring up the rear, and after hesit
ating she reluctantly complied with his silent command
Having hi experience She discovered that she had forgotten how toso that she stuh heels
Haood h to send shivers up her nervous spine, 'I can’t let you wear those shoes on board You'll have to go barefoot After all the persuasion it took to get you on board, I don’t want to lose you over the side'
He ht if he knehat she was up to!
'I have soruffly, and alain when she sahere Serena Corvell was leading them
Le Faucon Black lettering on the bow arrogantly proclaimed its ownership After her initial surprise passed, Elizabeth had to admit that the vessel was exactly like its owner—handsome and emphatically individualistic Elizabeth had pictured a richwith every piece of raceful old wooden yacht whose gleauise the subtle signs of her considerable age