School For Heiresses 3- Beware A Scot's Revenge by Sabrina Jeffries Page B
Authors: Sabrina Jeffries
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she ever got the chance. But that seemed more unlikely by the hour. And even if she did escape…
She lifted the shade to stare out the window. Beyond the road lay the stoic hulks of heathery hills glowing silver in the molten moonlight. Nothing else for miles, not even a cottage. She sighed. After a while, lulled by the steady beat of horse hooves on packed earth, she slipped into a dreamless sleep.
It was some time later before she awakened to realize that her cheek was pressed against the squabs, Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html the blanket lay over her lap…and they’d stopped. Before she opened her eyes, she heard the snick of the driver’s panel sliding open.
Feigning sleep, she kept her breathing steady, even when light from a carriage lamp shone against her face. Only after the panel closed did she look around. Across from her, Jamie snored peacefully, and outside her window, the sky began to lighten.
Then the carriage lurched asLachlan climbed down. Was he going to make Jamie drive? No, or he would have roused the lad. Holding her breath, she watched through slitted eyes asLachlan paused outside the window to glance in and confirm that they both still slept. When he disappeared, she popped up and looked out just in time to see him stop near the road. As he shoved back his coat and rocked back on his heels, she realized what he was doing. With a gulp, she jerked her gaze to the other window.
They were at the edge of a pine forest cloaked in predawn mist. Her blood roared in her ears. This was her chance. In the fog-shrouded woods, she could find a place to hide until she could reach a crofter’s cottage.
But she had only a few minutes beforeLachlan returned. Keeping an eye on Jamie, she laid her blanket aside and edged open the door opposite the one nearLachlan . Then she leaped out. The second her feet hit, she lifted her skirts and ran neck-or-nothing for the pines. There she tore through the bracken, ignoring the birch branches that snagged the sleeves of her deplorably bright pelisse robe.
Oh, why had she chosen purple yesterday morning? Once dawn fully broke, her gown would stand out like a beacon against the green bracken. Best put as much distance between her and—
“Damn you,Venetia !”
The cry spurred her on. Frantically she wove through trunks that became more distinguishable by the moment. Lord save her, the woods weren’t very deep. She could now see beyond the edge to where the mist lay heavier over a loch.
Shifting direction, she ran parallel to the loch, praying that the woods stretched all the way around. Instead, the trees petered out into a short swath of bracken that ended in a huge slab of granite stretching right down to the water! And now she could hearLachlan crashing through the brush behind her. He would catch up to her any moment if she didn’t find a place to hide. Swiftly skirting a rocky foothill, she left the loch, but the way grew harder until she was climbing steadily upward between huge boulders. It was either go up or go back, and she refused to go back to meetLachlan .
With any luck he’d look for her near the loch. Perhaps the giant boulders would shield her from anyone below. She might even find a cave to hide in.
Suddenly something tawny and fierce dropped onto the path ahead of her and bared its fangs. She nearly screamed…until she realized what it was.
Only a tabby, thank heaven. A rather large tabby, to be sure, but still…Murmuring soothing words, she Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html approached the snarling creature, probably one of the feral cats she remembered from her childhood.
“Stop right there, lassie,” cameLachlan ’s low voice behind her. Her heart sank as she turned to see him approach from behind her with his pistol drawn. Not willing to give up, she edged nearer the tabby. “I am not getting back into that coach!”
The tabby growled and she
She lifted the shade to stare out the window. Beyond the road lay the stoic hulks of heathery hills glowing silver in the molten moonlight. Nothing else for miles, not even a cottage. She sighed. After a while, lulled by the steady beat of horse hooves on packed earth, she slipped into a dreamless sleep.
It was some time later before she awakened to realize that her cheek was pressed against the squabs, Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html the blanket lay over her lap…and they’d stopped. Before she opened her eyes, she heard the snick of the driver’s panel sliding open.
Feigning sleep, she kept her breathing steady, even when light from a carriage lamp shone against her face. Only after the panel closed did she look around. Across from her, Jamie snored peacefully, and outside her window, the sky began to lighten.
Then the carriage lurched asLachlan climbed down. Was he going to make Jamie drive? No, or he would have roused the lad. Holding her breath, she watched through slitted eyes asLachlan paused outside the window to glance in and confirm that they both still slept. When he disappeared, she popped up and looked out just in time to see him stop near the road. As he shoved back his coat and rocked back on his heels, she realized what he was doing. With a gulp, she jerked her gaze to the other window.
They were at the edge of a pine forest cloaked in predawn mist. Her blood roared in her ears. This was her chance. In the fog-shrouded woods, she could find a place to hide until she could reach a crofter’s cottage.
But she had only a few minutes beforeLachlan returned. Keeping an eye on Jamie, she laid her blanket aside and edged open the door opposite the one nearLachlan . Then she leaped out. The second her feet hit, she lifted her skirts and ran neck-or-nothing for the pines. There she tore through the bracken, ignoring the birch branches that snagged the sleeves of her deplorably bright pelisse robe.
Oh, why had she chosen purple yesterday morning? Once dawn fully broke, her gown would stand out like a beacon against the green bracken. Best put as much distance between her and—
“Damn you,Venetia !”
The cry spurred her on. Frantically she wove through trunks that became more distinguishable by the moment. Lord save her, the woods weren’t very deep. She could now see beyond the edge to where the mist lay heavier over a loch.
Shifting direction, she ran parallel to the loch, praying that the woods stretched all the way around. Instead, the trees petered out into a short swath of bracken that ended in a huge slab of granite stretching right down to the water! And now she could hearLachlan crashing through the brush behind her. He would catch up to her any moment if she didn’t find a place to hide. Swiftly skirting a rocky foothill, she left the loch, but the way grew harder until she was climbing steadily upward between huge boulders. It was either go up or go back, and she refused to go back to meetLachlan .
With any luck he’d look for her near the loch. Perhaps the giant boulders would shield her from anyone below. She might even find a cave to hide in.
Suddenly something tawny and fierce dropped onto the path ahead of her and bared its fangs. She nearly screamed…until she realized what it was.
Only a tabby, thank heaven. A rather large tabby, to be sure, but still…Murmuring soothing words, she Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html approached the snarling creature, probably one of the feral cats she remembered from her childhood.
“Stop right there, lassie,” cameLachlan ’s low voice behind her. Her heart sank as she turned to see him approach from behind her with his pistol drawn. Not willing to give up, she edged nearer the tabby. “I am not getting back into that coach!”
The tabby growled and she
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