Dark Summer Dawn by Sara Craven Read Free Book Online

manoeuvre.'
    'Unusual for you,' she said lightly. 'You're quite right, of course, I'd have kept any distance necessary to avoid having to see you or speak to you again. But I won't upset any apple carts. I'll do whatever it is Julie wants of me, and then get back to my own life.'
    'That's very reassuring,' he said grimly. 'But what about Chas?'
    She shrugged a little. 'I—I'll have to think of some story that will satisfy him.' She paused. 'Perhaps I should seek some assurances of my own. There must have been— speculation as to why I've stayed away all this time. May I know what you've said, if anything?'
    'As little as possible, and certainly nothing approaching the truth. Did you imagine I would? Oddly enough, I prefer Chas to have some illusions left about the pair of us. Is there anything else you wanted to know?'
    'Nothing,' she said, but her heart was pounding. The way he spoke, no one would credit that they had parted in violence and bitterness. She was almost glad that the waitress arrived at that moment, bringing their soup accompanied by a basket of home-made bread cut into chunks.
    Lisa picked up a spoon and forced herself to begin eating. If she could maintain a cool façade, that might be her saving grace. But as she swallowed the hot savoury liquid, an instinctive pleasure in good food began to take over and she began imperceptibly to relax. If it hadn't been for the inimical presence of the man at her side, and the undoubted problems awaiting her in Yorkshire, she might even have been able to enjoy herself.
    After a pause, she said, 'Is Mrs Arkwright still reigning supreme at Stoniscliffe?'
    'If you want to put it like that.' He offered her the dish of sandwiches. 'You never did like her, did you, Lisa?'
    She shrugged again. 'Not a great deal, but then she always made it plain she had very little time for me—or my mother,' she added.
    Dane's face tightened for a moment, then he said, 'You have to remember she's been with our family a long time.'
    'I'm not likely to be allowed to forget it,' she said wryly. Looking back, she could remember how difficult Jennifer's first months as mistress of Stoniscliffe had been. At first she had been difficult about making changes, a little unnerved by Mrs Arkwright's usual response to any suggestion—'The mistress always liked it done this way,' delivered in a flat tone which brooked no argument. But gradually as she gained confidence and realised that she had Chas's backing, Jennifer had quietly but firmly taken over and Mrs Arkwright had been forced to retreat, grumbling. But Lisa with a child's sensitivity had been aware that she had never forgiven or forgotten that she had been replaced as the virtual mistress of the house by someone she regarded as an interloper. As a small girl, Lisa had been made to suffer in various ways, but she wasn't the only one. Mrs Arkwright hadn't cared for Julie either and considered children generally to be an obstacle to the smooth running of any house.
    In fact, Lisa had since wondered whether Mrs Arkwright's unthinking harshness in many small matters—making Julie sleep in the dark when she was frightened was only one instance—had been responsible for her stepsister's acute nervousness. Ail during adolescence, Julie had been subject to attacks of excitability rising at times almost to hysteria, while at school her wild and often rebellious behaviour had caused constant trouble. Persuasion worked with her most of the time, but attempts to exert any kind of authority over her caused an intense reaction. The only person she had ever seemed to be in awe of was Dane, Lisa recalled ruefully, but she knew that even he had been worried by Julie's extremes of behaviour, and had always tended to make concessions where she was concerned.
    Presumably Lisa's return to Stoniscliffe had been one of these concessions, especially if Julie had exhibited any signs of becoming hysterical, and it was a weapon she had never hesitated to use whenever it