“Lady Baxendale rushed from the house, followed by Charity, Mercy, and Lord Baxendale. “What has happened?” “I’ve turned my ankle,” Faith said as Vaughn swung himself from the saddle and lifted her down from the horse. “Best you come inside, Winborne.” Lord Baxendale put his arm proprietorially around his daughter and drew her inside. After a flurry of orders that had the servants running about, Faith lay with her foot propped up on the parlor sofa, her ankle bandaged. She was given a small dose... of Laudanum for the pain. Lord Baxendale, who refused to talk until it was done, stood with his back to the fire. “Now I want it all. First Faith and then you, Winborne, if you will be so good.” Vaughn disliked Baxendale’s officious attitude, but as Faith explained how she was abducted, and what Mr. Warne had in store for her, sweat gathered on her father’s brow, and a line of white formed above his compressed lips. Of course, Baxendale was badly frightened, as any father would be.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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