CHAPTER SEVENAll through the next two days Jacoba was aware that the Earl was watching her.
He did not say anything.
He accepted that she should look after him and did everything the doctor had ordered him to do.
At the same time she had the uneasy feeling that he was like a tiger waiting to spring.
‘I shall have to leave,’ she thought despairingly at night when she was in her own room.
Then she realised that every day she was in Scotland she loved it more.
The beauty of the country seemed to seep into her, so she felt that it would be an intolerable wrench when she finally had to say goodbye to all those beautiful hills and glens.
The doctor had ordered that she should massage the Earl’s forehead very gently. It was to move the blood which he was afraid might have clotted where the
