CHAPTER SIXThe following day dawned sparkling and clear over Glentorran Castle, the distant mountains sharply etched in purple against a pale blue sky.
The sea was lapping quietly against the shore and it was impossible to believe that it could ever be wild enough to sink a ship and put lives at risk.
The local people would have told Viola and David that these signs were deceptive, that there was a great deal of bad weather to come later that day, but at the moment it was warm and fine.
Viola had spent a restless night tossing and turning, worrying about how soon an opportunity would arise when she could tell the Duke she was no longer poor like him, but together with David was the owner of a vast fortune.
Unable to sleep she climbed out of bed and gazed out of her window at the moonli
