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inability to cope with the loss of dear Mhairi, and the subsequent gambling debts that threatened to put us out on the street. You have come along like an angel, and shone a light into an otherwise dark place. I will be forever in your debt my dear Sally – So a pox on what the neighbours think!”
    They had both laughed a t the finality of her last statement.
    Sally herself felt immensely blessed, at her good fortune; it was if her father had arranged all this from the grave. The inheritance he left her amounting to around 4 million dollars in mainly gold stocks, made it possible for her to help out with the mortgage on the cabin. She had volunteered to pay it outright, but Robert would not hear of it.
    She gazed lovingly at his sleeping form, and gently stroked his arm. A love that she thought would be impossible to find, welled up inside her ; causing tears of happiness to blur her vision.
    “I’m such a romantic fool sometimes!” she said quietly as she sought out a handkerchief from under the pillow.
    The issue over who would ‘give her away’ at the wedding had yet to be resolved; though she did have the kernel of an idea forming in her mind. She decided to keep it to herself for a while longer, until she was sure of it. The story regarding Roberts father meanwhile remained a mystery . She had tried asking directly about him on a couple of occasions; but each time had been fobbed of with some feeble answer. It was obviously something that neither Robert or Agnes wanted to talk about; and Sally felt no desire to press them.
    “It will all come out in good time I’m sure.” She thought to herself.
    A quiet voice interrupted her thoughts.
    “So you’re awake already. Did you sleep alright?” Robert asked.
    Sally reached over and kissed him lightly on the lips. “ yes I did my love. I usually awaken early, and go for a walk if the weather is nice; but that’s kind of scuppered now isn’t it!”
    “Never mind; it’ll only be for a short while I’m sure. Something tells me that the poachers are reaching the end of the line. Your new information has served to stir things up, so that now the ‘big guns’ like Sir Malcolm are taking an active role in the search.”
    “Yes, well…I wouldn’t like to think I’m going to be locked indoors for the rest of the summer!” Sally said despondently.
    “No chance! I’m confident we will find them soon – meanwhile how about some breakfast?”
    “Yes, It’s that time I suppose.” She said, as she made to get out of bed.
    “Well actually I was thinking of something else?” Robert looked at her hopefully.
    “What !... on your bike buster, Agnes is right - you’ll have nothing left for the wedding night at this rate!”
    She quickly jumped out of bed, eluding Roberts attempt to grab her as she fled into the shower.
    Robert chuckled to himself, as he quickly put on his dressing gown and headed for the shower room in the hall.
    Breakfast of cereal, and toasted bread with marmalade was soon over; and they were chatting over a hot cup of tea, when the door-bell chimed.
    Roberts bo ss - and friend – Tom , greeted everyone as Agnes poured him a cup of tea. Sally gave him a welcome hug and asked how her good friend Elizabeth – Tom’s wife – was keeping.
    “Oh she is fine Sally thanks, in fact she is going to call you so that you can make arrangements to come over for supper one evening.
     
    “Oh that would be great Tom – I’ll look forward to it.”
    “Meanwhile.” Tom continued. “I take it you have had no more disturbances in the area?”
    Agnes spoke up, as she was clearing the breakfast table. “Well nothing, but two Wild Cats howling last night!”
    “Wild Cats?” Tom looked puzzled.
    “Yes, a heck of a din they were making – did you not hear them S ally?” Agnes gave Sally a mischi evous look, and it was all She could do , not to burst out laughing.
    Instead she managed a stuttered reply. “No …no I didn’t hear anything – did you