CHAPTER EIGHTRona faced him.
"I will trust you," she said fervently, "until the end of time."
"God bless you!"
"But is there nothing I may ask you?"
"Nothing."
"Not even why you ran away from the ball at Westminster House, when somebody called your name? Why did you conceal the fact that you were in London that night? Your brother-in-law thinks you arrived a day later."
"I know. So does everyone, and they must continue to believe it. My presence at that ball was unknown, and must remain so. Harlequin needs to come and go in secret."
"Then Harlequin too is in danger?"
This time his mouth stretched not in a smile but in a blazing grin. "Never fear. They can't catch me."
"But if they did?" she asked fearfully. "What would they do?"
"It doesn't matter because they never will. I'm pro
