Two Hearts in Hungary. Barbara Cartland
the finest and best horses.
It was something she knew that she would enjoy more than anything she had ever done, especially if she could be with her father and talk to him about the good and bad points of each horse.
She could imagine how excited they would be at finding really superb animals that were exactly what they wanted.
It was exasperating to think that everything had gone wrong.
She turned from the window.
It was no use wishing for the moon.
She had to stay at home and worry about the future.
It was certainly something that she could not talk about to Cousin Jane.
Impulsively she turned again to the window to look up once more at the stars.
‘Let me – find a man I will – love – and who will – love me,’ her heart cried out.
It was half a wish and half a prayer and she felt as if her message flew up into the sky.
Perhaps, she thought, there really was a ‘man in the moon’ who was listening to her.
Then, as she put up her hand to draw the curtains to shut out the night, she had an idea.
It was so extraordinary and so incredible that for a moment she was still.
Then something strong and defiant rose like a flame within her.
It seemed to seep through her body and into her brain.
She looked up once again at the moon as if that was where the idea had come from.
‘I will – do it,’ she said softly, ‘but you will – have to – help me!’
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