Love and the Loathsome Leopard (19 page)

“It is all over now, my precious,” Lord Cheriton said, “and we are going home.”

She raised her face to look up at him.

“To Larks Hall?”

“To Larks Hall,” he answered. “Your home – and mine!”

She looked at him with a question in her eyes and he explained,

“
I am Lord Cheriton
!”

For a moment she stiffened, then she exclaimed,

“But – why did you not – tell me?”

“I had reasons for being disguised,” Lord Cheriton replied, “but, what was more important, I loathed the house and wanted it to fall to the ground.”

He smiled as he added,

“That was until I realised that you had swept away not only the ghosts of the past but also my hatred.”

“Have I – really done that?” she asked in a low voice.

“I know now you have made it the place it was meant to be,” Lord Cheriton said, “and together we will restore it into a home where we will both find happiness.”

Wivina gave a little cry of sheer delight.

“Do you – mean that? Do you really mean it?”

“Do you think you would be happy there with me?” Lord Cheriton asked.

It was an unnecessary question, for her eyes were soft with love and her lips were trembling.

He looked down at her.

Then, as if he could resist her no longer, he was kissing her, a long slow passionate kiss that made her feel as if she melted into him and they were no longer two people but one.

When he raised his head, she hid her face against his neck.

“I love you! Oh, leopard, I love you so much! I did not think it was possible for you to save me – and yet you came – and no one could be more – wonderful or more – splendid!”

“You should have trusted me,” Lord Cheriton said.

All the same, he thanked God that he had been in time.

“I would have been – married if it had not been – for the fog,” Wivina said. “The lugger was becalmed – and it took us so long to reach Roscoff that we could not be – married yesterday as – he intended.”

Lord Cheriton did not miss the note of horror in her voice and he said quickly,

“Forget it! Forget everything that happened! It was all a nightmare and now you will be safe forever as my wife and like this, my little love, in my arms.”

“That is where I want to be,” Wivina said, “with you, close to you. Oh, leopard – is this really – happening? Are you quite sure it’s not a – dream?”

“Quite, quite sure,” he answered.

As he spoke, he heard the anchor being raised and knew the ship would soon be under way.

He drew Wivina across the cabin and they sat down on a comfortable sofa.

She laid her cheek against his arm in a gesture that was both graceful and endearing.

“I love you!” Lord Cheriton said. “I love you so much that it is hard to think of anything but you and your beauty. But, darling, we have to make plans.”

She looked up at him a little nervously as he said,

“Only to be married as soon as possible! I have not really asked you, have I? Will you marry me, my lovely one?”

“You know I want to be your wife, but I did not realise that you were – Lord Cheriton. Are you quite – certain that I am – important enough?”

He smiled.

“You are the most important person in the whole world to me, and the most important thing either of us can do is to restore the house, turn Larkswell back into a happy village, and improve and enlarge the estate.”

“Is that what you want?” she asked. “Are you quite certain that you want to live in Larks Hall? Mrs. Briggs has told me how cruel your father was to you when you were a boy, and I could not bear to hear about such unkindness, even though I did not know then it was – you.”

“I have forgotten it,” Lord Cheriton said and he knew he spoke the truth. “We both have things to forget, my darling, and what has happened to me and to you in the past is of no consequence. We have only the future to think of, plans to make for ourselves, for Richard, and perhaps, in the future, for our children.”

Wivina blushed and hid her face against him.

“I always thought there ought to be – children in Larks Hall,” she whispered. “I used to imagine them running down the passages, sliding on the polished floor of the picture-gallery, or dancing in the ballroom.”

Lord Cheriton’s arms tightened round her.

“We will fill the place with children and laughter,” he said, “but most of all
with love
.”

He put his fingers under her chin and turned her face up to his.

“What have you done to me?” he asked. “I have always been a soldier, thinking only of battles, of fighting, of victories. Now all I want to be is a country Squire sitting by my fireside with my wife and my dogs, planning the rotation of crops.”

Wivina laughed.

“I have a feeling there will be many more things than that for you to do. There is not only the damage the smugglers have done to be put right in the County, but many, many other things. Papa used to talk about them and say there was no one with any authority or any interest to fight for what was right and just.”

“We will fight for those things together,” Lord Cheriton promised.

Then he was kissing her again, kissing her until it was impossible for them to think of anything except themselves and the wonder and excitement their kisses brought them.

He kissed her until her eyes shone like stars and the breath came quickly between her parted lips.

He thought she was not only more beautiful than any other woman he had ever known, but there was something spiritual about her that aroused his soul as well as his body.

“I love you,” he said in his deep voice.

“And I love you!” Wivina cried. “I love you so – much that – everything seems filled with love – even this ship!”

Lord Cheriton pulled her a little closer to him.

He knew that the feeling he had had as they had crossed the Channel, that he was in command of an Armada of vengeance and hope, had been justified, and his hope had materialised to the point where the future was golden because he had found Wivina and Wivina was love itself.

“I adore you! I worship you!” he exclaimed, and thought it was strange to hear himself saying such things, and yet they came from his heart.

“Oh, leopard, I am so – wildly – marvellously happy!” Wivina murmured.

Then he was kissing her again, kissing her wildly, fiercely, possessively, knowing that he held in his arms a wonder and glory he had never known existed until this moment.

This was living – this was a battle in which he had been the victor – and yet the vanquished.

The battle of love.

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1. Elizabethan Lover
   
2. The Little Pretender
   
3. A Ghost in Monte Carlo
   
4. A Duel of Hearts
   
5. The Saint and the Sinner
   
6. The Penniless Peer
   
7. The Proud Princess
   
8. The Dare-Devil Duke
   
9. Diona and a Dalmatian
   
10. A Shaft of Sunlight
    
11. Lies for Love
    
12. Love and Lucia
    
13. Love and the Loathsome Leopard
    

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LOVE AND THE
LOATHSOME LEOPARD

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