Slowly, as if every step was agony to him, the Earl backed out of the doorway.
Pandora could read his thoughts in that she knew he was wondering if he dared fire at Mr. Anstey’s head.
She wanted to cry out to him to take the risk and if she was killed too it would not matter, but she was propelled forward by the man who was using her as a shield.
Then they were backing away down the flagged passage which led past the kitchen and the Earl could only stand and watch them go.
As they reached the door that led to the kitchen yard Pandora saw him turn and run back the way he had come, and she was quite certain that he was on his way to the stables to get help.
The moment he disappeared, the man who was holding her was galvanised into action.
He took his arm from round her and dragged her
