"Oh," she said softly, "but I can. And I do."
"Listen," said Trehearne. "I've come a long way, and I've been through a lot. You're a beautiful woman, and I suppose you have a right to your whims, but not about this."
She looked down at his hand that was locked so tight around her wrist, and then up at him again, and her eyes were bright and very hot. "Is that your idea of persuasion?"
"Are you going to tell me?"
"No." She showed him her teeth, silently, in a catlike smile. "Kerrel is waiting for me."
"Let him wait."
"But he won't. We're leaving St. Malo today, and I assure you he won't go without me." He dropped her wrist.
"I'll follow you."
Her eyes were blazing. "That will be a long way."
"Brittany is not so large."