Kara sat at the table by the smoking peat fire. Maybe, as Kendrick had just said,it was a pleasure to find so hospitable a place on so cold a morning, she wouldn't know. Not when the company rankled. So if he thought she was going to be in any way agreeable, let him keep a hold of her arm either,he'd a massive thought coming. She jerked her arm free. Sunk lower into the plaid, draped over her head and shoulders.

To think she'd edged all the way along that gully, slipping out ...