But the casual way he stood there, the things he said, as if it was a great bore? Only what else could he do if he'd to have her people tag along, especially with him, the very great Wolf of Lochalpin, but yawn? And complain?Well, that required every ounce of her restraint to suffer in silence. She wouldn't debase herself begging.

"When?" she said.

"When? Why, when me and the boys—"

"When do you want us to go?"

The silence was horrible. Pray God her ...