Downstairs she found everyone cheerful. Freddy was planning to spend the day at the dig, which was going well.

Gustavo looked up when Joanna came into the breakfast room, and gave her a brief smile, with a shadow of constraint. Frowning, she made her way over to him by the window.

‘I had to leave early,’ he said quietly. ‘I didn’t want to be found walking the corridor in the early hours.’

‘Like you found me, at Rannley Towers?’ she said, with an attempt at teasing. ‘Only you got the wrong idea.’

‘Yes, I did, didn’t I?’ he said with another attempt at a smile. ‘I’m sorry about that.’

‘Gustavo-’

‘At least it can’t happen again. You wouldn’t like that.’

‘No, but-’

He looked at her, and for a moment she saw something in his face that conflicted with his words. But then he was in command of himself again.

‘Is everything all right with you?’ he asked.

‘No, it isn’t,’ she said indignantly. ‘I thought we’d have more to say than this.’

‘Yes, we must talk, but not here and now. Later there are things I must say to you.’

Her temper flared. ‘Perhaps you need not bother. I’m beginning to think it’s all been said.’

‘Joanna-’

She heard the plea in his voice but was too angry to heed it.

‘All right, gang,’ she said brightly, approaching them. ‘Let’s get to work. Billy, what are you doing?’

‘Renata and me are going riding with Luca,’ he said, and she nodded, satisfied. Luca was the head groom, and reliable.

After that she gave all her attention to her work. Hal had discovered a hollow sound in one of the foundation walls, suggesting a hidden chamber behind it. Everyone was excited. By concentrating hard she was able to push thoughts of Gustavo aside, until Hal said, ‘Look who’s here.’

Gustavo was standing just outside the tent and he glanced aside, indicating for her to come out and join him. As she stepped into the sun he began to walk away.

‘I have to talk to you,’ he said. ‘I’ve been doing a lot of thinking and there are things-I wasn’t sure whether to tell you this, how you’d react-’

A deep apprehension was growing in her. ‘Is this something you ought to have told me before last night?’ she asked calmly.

‘Yes,’ he said after a moment. ‘I think perhaps I should have done that.’

‘Well, better late than never,’ she said, smiling to cover her feelings.

‘I’m so afraid that you’ll misunderstand, and think I behaved badly.’

‘Did you?’

‘In a manner of speaking,’ he sighed. ‘I should have thought before-when I saw Crystal last night-’

He stopped because a distant sound was rapidly growing nearer.

‘What’s that?’

‘It sounds like someone galloping hell for leather,’ Joanna said, looking into the distance.

The next moment a horse came into view, ridden by Luca, the groom who had accompanied Renata and Billy that morning. Now he was alone.

Gustavo drew a sharp breath and ran towards him, followed by Joanna. As they hurried across the grass she asked, ‘Why is he alone? Where are the children? Oh, God-’

‘What’s happened?’ Gustavo called as Luca reached them.

‘An accident-’ he said breathlessly.

‘Billy!’ Joanna cried.

‘No, no, it’s the little girl. She fell. I think her shoulder is hurt. Billy is fine, but he has stayed to comfort her.’

‘Where?’ Gustavo rapped out.

Luca described the place and Gustavo strode off to his car, pulling out his cellphone to call an ambulance as he went. Joanna got in with him and they were on their way, with Luca in the back.

‘Her head,’ Gustavo snapped over his shoulder. ‘Is her head injured?’

‘I don’t think so, signor,’ said the wretched Luca. ‘Just her shoulder.’

‘Are you sure Billy isn’t hurt?’ Joanna urged.

‘He didn’t fall, I swear it,’ Luca insisted.

At last the place came in sight, near a stream. There were a few trees, one of which had come down and lay on the ground. Renata, supported by Billy, was sitting up, holding her arm and sobbing.

‘Piccina…’ Gustavo dropped on his knees beside his daughter. ‘It’s all right. Papa’s here.’

He reached out to her but then drew his hands back, afraid of hurting her.

‘I’m here, cara,’ he said again.

But his presence brought her no comfort. Instead she leaned against Billy, wailing, ‘Mamma! Mamma!’

Gustavo got to his feet and turned away.

‘I hope the ambulance won’t take long,’ he said in a carefully controlled voice. It gave no hint of his feelings, but she knew, without words, and placed a hand on his arm.

‘Every child wants her mother at a time like this,’ she said. ‘Surely she’ll come now?’

‘You’re right,’ he said curtly, and began to make another call. But after a moment he hung up and said in frustration, ‘Her phone is switched off.’

‘What about her home telephone?’

‘I don’t know her number now she’s moved back to Rome. I’ll have to call her lawyer- Thank God! There’s the ambulance.’

‘Can’t we come to the hospital with you?’

‘Thank you, but no.’

She understood. He wanted to be alone with Renata, and seize the chance to grow closer to her.

She felt stunned by the suddenness of events. There was nothing for her to do but watch as the ambulance arrived and departed a few minutes later.

‘Are you sure you’re all right?’ she said to Billy.

‘I’m fine, Mum.’

‘I’ll drive you back to the dig,’ Luca said.

She’d thought that Gustavo might call her with news, but hours passed with no word from him. Then, in the late afternoon, a taxi drew up, and Gustavo and Renata got out. He carried her up the steps in his arms, and Joanna saw that she seemed to be asleep.

‘Just a broken arm,’ he told Joanna and Laura. ‘They didn’t even want to keep her in overnight. They gave her a light anaesthetic and she’s still a bit dopey, so she needs to go straight to bed.’

‘I’ll take her,’ Laura said, reaching out.

‘No, I’ll carry her up,’ he said.

Joanna went up the stairs ahead of him, reaching Renata’s room first, opening the door and waiting as he walked slowly along the corridor. She had a glimpse of his face as he looked down at his child, and saw there everything he dreaded the world knowing, his shattering love for his child and his heartbreak at her rejection.

‘I’ll help you undress her,’ she told Laura as Gustavo laid Renata on the bed.

‘I’ll wait outside,’ he said.

Renata remained drowsy until almost the last minute, but then she awoke suddenly and began to cry.

‘Mamma,’ she wept. ‘Mamma, Mamma.’

Joanna opened the door. ‘Did you manage to contact Crystal?’

‘No. I got her new address from the lawyer but when I call I get the answerphone.’

He went to the bed and tried to take his daughter in his arms, but she pushed him away with her one good arm, then buried her face in the pillow and sobbed.

‘Renata, carissima,’ he begged, stroking her hair. ‘Please-’

‘I want Mamma.’

Suddenly a thought came to Joanna, so startling that she moved away to the window, where Gustavo couldn’t see her face.

This might be the thing that would bring Crystal back, perhaps permanently. Was that what Gustavo secretly wanted, both to save himself from ruin and for the little girl’s sake?

She tried to resist the idea, but she knew it would explain his uneasiness about last night. And what else could explain it?

But it wouldn’t happen, she assured herself, because Crystal would never willingly return.

She went back to the bed where Gustavo was still sitting, his head bent in anguish at his inability to comfort his daughter. Renata’s cries had gone beyond words. The noise that came from her now was a soft wail of endless despair.

Joanna took a deep breath. There was no decision to make. It had already been made by forces beyond her control.

‘Gustavo,’ she said, ‘you’ve got to get Crystal. I don’t care what it takes but get her here.’

He met her eyes for just a moment. ‘You’re right,’ he said briefly.

For a moment she thought he would kiss Renata, but he stopped himself, looking at her sadly. Then he left.

Joanna stood at the window and watched him drive away, wondering what she had done, and how it would turn out. But there’d been no alternative. She knew that.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

OVER supper Billy told her and Freddy everything.

‘There was this fallen tree, Mum, and she said she could jump it. Luca told her not to but she wouldn’t listen.’

‘Women don’t,’ Freddy said wisely, and they exchanged nods, man to man.

‘Anyway, she jumped and fell off as the horse landed. It was really scary. I thought she’d broken her neck.’

‘No, just her arm,’ Joanna said. ‘But you’re a hero, staying with her like that.’

‘She kept talking about her mum, saying she’d come and take her away now. Then she’d cry even more.’

‘I expect that arm hurts a lot,’ Freddy observed.

‘No, it’s more than that,’ Billy insisted. ‘Even before this, she talks about her mother wanting her, and then she cries. I think she knows it’s not true. She won’t admit it, but part of her is beginning to suspect.’

‘Well, her mother’s coming now,’ Joanna said. ‘It may all work out for them. Isn’t it your bedtime?’

Billy assumed a mulish look, but Freddy clapped him on the back and said, ‘Come on. Let’s finish that talk we were having.’

They went off together.

It was late at night before Gustavo returned. At first Joanna thought he was alone, but then he opened the rear door and Crystal climbed out. Even from this distance Joanna could see that she was in a thunderous sulk. She saw Gustavo point towards the house, then take her arm firmly to draw her inside.