She knew that he was there on guard until his master should return.
She sat down with a beating heart and leaned back with closed eyes.

A heavy sense of foreboding oppressed her.

She was very tired, but yet she knew that sleep was far away.

Just as once she had felt a dread that was physical on behalf of Ralph Dacre, so now she felt weighed down by suspense and loneliness.

Only now it was a thousand times magnified, for this man was her world.