But the appearance of Chal Pannell had changed something in her. Or perhaps it was the stolen kiss that had filled her mind with strange ideas.It would be easier to escape the city if she had an escort. If she could just get away from this house, into the open countryside, there would be time to think. She could take the jewelry that Amanda had offered, sell it and start her life over.The Gypsy stared at her, as though searching the single sentence she’d spoken for some trap or hidden meaning. “Why would I take you away with me?”“Because I can discover the name of the foundling home where the boy was placed. If you go alone, you might have to search the whole north of England to find him.”“And when I do, your family will never see him again,” he said, easily finding a flaw in her logic.“It is probably better for him, should Lord Callandar not know his whereabouts. But,” she said, “if you give me your word that you will return him here, just long enough so that he can say goodbye to the woman who raised him, it would be enough.
