” Her hands fell to her side. ” An immense gulf seemed to open between father and daughter as he said these words. Water poured into her eyes, nose, and mouth in a torrent from which she had to turn and wheeze. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. “I have always,” she admitted calmly, “taken a certain amount of interest in Annabel’s future. “You were there, were you?” He laughed a little impatiently. I wanted the magic of love. I would be the kidnapper, of course, but we would forge ransom notes and exchange monies so that it appeared you were taken by brigands or plotters against the Iovelli family.
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