page_390

< previous page | page_390 | next page >

Page 390

| "The rest of the money is in safekeeping in a bank in London," Reginald quickly reassured her. "I brought you enough to tide you over until you were free to travel to London to claim your inheritance." |

| He clasped his hands tightly behind him and looked thoughtfully at Sasha. "I presume that is enough to last until you reach London?" he said, again his eyes raking over her disapprovingly. "Perhaps, ma'am, you can purchase a new wardrobe? Perhaps you can meet with aa hairdresser?" |

| "Oh, yes, I shall do all of those things," she cried, clutching the bag close to her chest. |

| Her thoughts went to Ashton and what she could do for him. At last she had a way to repay him for all his kindnesses to her! |

| Oh, but wouldn't he be surprised? |

| "Then I shall be on my way," Reginald said, snatching up his valise. "I shall arrange for your passage on the next ship to London." |

| Sasha followed him to the door. "Sir, I do not wish to go to London nowor ever," she murmured. She held her chin up proudly. "There is too much to be done here in Australia. I trust that you will see that my money is transferred from London to Melbourne? You shall be paid well for your trouble." |

| Reginald paled. "But, ma'am, so many opportunities await you in London," he protested. "You are now a wealthy woman." |

| "Sir, there are also many opportunities here in Australia," she said softly. "This is where I want my dreams to come true. Not London." |

| Reginald shrugged. "Whatever you say," he said, |

< previous page | page_390 | next page >