Chapter SixWith an almost superhuman effort Filipa tried to run away.
But Lord Seaforth struck her again and she fell forward on her knees.
She covered her face with her hands and screamed because the pain of his whip was intolerable.
“This will teach you to interfere in things that don’t concern you!” he growled. “I intend to beat you until you are unconscious!”
He snarled the words at her like an animal.
Then, as he raised his arm again, a voice from the door asked,
“What the hell is going on in here?”
It was the Marquis.
Even though she could hardly breathe in her terror, Filipa felt an overwhelming sense of relief that he was there.
“You stay out of this, Hugo,” Lord Seaforth shouted.
“I see no reason why I should do so,” the Marquis said sharply, “and I will not have any wom
