with a compelling strength, which said that no matter what words she flung at him, he would never yield to them. His dark curling hair was cut short, glossy and thick, dipping across his wide forehead. His eyes were steady and narrowed in a deep brilliant blue when he smiled, and his mobile mouth curved across strong white teeth in his brown face.
âWhat are you doing here? Were you spying on me?â
âI grew bored with Falmouth and came to see if the sights were better up here.â The corners of his lips twitched with amusement, and his eyes gleamed into hers as he added, âI am happy to report they are much better.â
âItâs a pity you have nothing better to do than go about ogling women.â
âI could find plenty to do, if I werenât waiting for your father to come up with the money he owes me. So, with time on my hands, I canât think of anything more enjoyable than being in the company of a very attractive young lady.â
âSo, not only are you a man hellbent on ruining my father, you are also a womanising rake,â she sneered.
Making himself more comfortable Tobias grinned leisurely. âDonât mind me. Itâs just my way. You must forgive me. Iâve been too long at sea and have grown forgetful of how to behave when I find myself in the presence of a lovely lady. It will take a while for me to re-adapt to civilised society.â
Rowenaâs eyes flared with poorly suppressed ire. âThen go and re-adapt with some other unsuspecting woman. Falmouth is full of willing wenches. Iâm sure you will be able to find one to your tasteâor perhaps you already have.â
He laughed softly. âA gentleman never tells, Rowena, but Iâd rather spend my time with you. Iâd like to get to know you better. Besides, we have to delve into this matter of how your father is to pay his debt to me.â
âHow he does that is his concern.â
âAnd yours. I hate to think youâll be forced into marriage because of a debt owed to me. Youâre worth much more than any debt.â
âMr Searle, you have clearly taken leave of yoursenses if you think of me as compensation for my fatherâs unpaid debt to you.â
âThat is exactly what you are. To get himself out of his mess, he will have you bought and sold to the highest bidder before you can blink an eye.â
Rowenaâs jaw dropped with indignation and her eyes flashed like fireworks. âPlease donât insult my father. My father and I might argue like the best of them among ourselves, but when family honour is called into question I can be counted on to unite with him against the world if necessary. So condemn him to others if you must, but do not do so to me.â
Tobias clamped his jaw shut. Apparently he had pricked her defences, for she looked irritated and could not let it lie.
âYou donât know him,â she went on, âwhat kind of man he is. When he was younger he had the tough-fibred tenacity that every man who tries to make a living at sea, whatever the size of his concern, needs to make a success of it. My father had it, for in his veins runs the blood of the stout-hearted Cornishman who would fight for his own bit of ground until they buried him in it. But ever since he returned home to live the life of a cripple, something inside him has shrivelled and died.
âIâve watched the fight drain out of himâthe force, the need, or whatever it was that drove himâand with it the means for us to survive. Our house is tottering like a house of cards, Mr Searle, but I will not see my family homeless and forced to manage like the meanest beggars. No matter what you accuse him of, I honour myfather and would not deceive him by taking up with the likes of you.â
Tobias considered her seriously for a moment, then got to his feet, slipping his hat on his head. Looking down at her his mockery was subtle yet direct.