The Italian's Rightful Bride Part 22

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'Take this,' she said, giving him the flashlight, 'and look through there.'

He crouched down to follow the beam and she heard him draw in his breath.

'Is that-what I think it is?' he asked.

'It's gold,' Joanna said. 'I'm almost sure of it.'

'The lost treasure of Montegiano,' he murmured.

'It'll take us some days to get right in there and remove what we find,' Joanna said cautiously. 'But it's looking good.'

'Thank you for bringing me to see it,' he said. 'If only-'

'Yes,' Joanna said, nodding in understanding. 'If only-'

'We'll have to be patient, Papa,' Renata said, speaking like a nanny. Protecting her father was something she now took very seriously.

Joanna awoke suddenly, instantly alert. It was still dark but instinct told her that there was somebody in her room.

'Who's there?' she demanded.

'It's only me,' came Gustavo's voice. 'Forgive me for coming in like this but I couldn't knock in case anyone heard. No, don't put the light on.'

She pulled herself up in bed. He was sitting on the bed and in the near-darkness she could just make out the glint in his eyes and the excitement that radiated from him.

Her pulses were racing, making it hard for her to speak. Why had he come to her room like this in the darkness?

'Gustavo, why have you come here?' she managed to whisper at last.

'I couldn't sleep. I've been lying awake thinking about everything-we're on the brink of so many things; don't you feel that?'

'Yes,' she said.

If only he would kiss her. Since their night together a shadow had seemed to fall between them, but now he was here, seeking her out as though that shadow had never been. But why didn't he touch her?

'I can't stand the waiting any longer,' he said. 'Let's do it now.'

'Let's-?'

'Go out to the dig and find out what's there.'

'Go to the dig?' she echoed in a daze.

'I know it's still dark but the dawn will break soon. There'll be enough light to find something, surely?'

She stared at his face that had grown a little clearer as the light increased.

'Is this why you came creeping into my room?' she asked, incensed.

'I know I shouldn't have done it like this, but you understand, don't you?'

'I'm beginning to.'

He didn't seem to notice a slightly grim edge to her voice. He was possessed by his own excitement over whatever might be found. Clearly this was the only thing he could focus on.

'I'll join you downstairs in a minute,' she said.

He had the car's engine already running when she got in, and in ten minutes they were there. She got out some lighting and they descended into the foundations.

'We managed to get another couple of bricks out,' she said. 'You can see better now.'

She flooded the chamber with light, while he gazed through, drawing in a slow breath.

'It's almost close enough to touch,' he said, trying to reach in. 'No, I can't get through that hole.'

'Here, take the light. I'm thinner.'

She reached forward, easing herself through the hole until she could just touch something. It came off in her hand and she had to grab it.

'Pull me back,' she said quickly.

He hauled her towards him so fast that she had to hook her arm about his neck to steady herself. He held on, not letting her go, but breathing fast.

'I'm not sure that I dare to look at it,' he said. 'It matters too much.'

'Does it?' she said, and she couldn't keep a certain sadness out of her voice. This wasn't what she had hoped mattered to him.

'More than anything you could know,' he said fervently.

'In that case,' she said calmly, 'let's look at it.'

He lowered her to the ground and they sat down on a low wall while she held up the object she had found.

It was a large brooch, made of some yellowish metal, with stones embedded in it that looked like bits of cheap old coloured gla.s.s.

'Oh,' he said in a deflated voice.

'What do you mean, "oh"?' she asked through her rising excitement.

'Cheap and nasty,' he said heavily. 'Why did they bother to preserve it?'

'Cheap and nasty?' she asked indignantly. 'Do you think jewels looked the same fifteen hundred years ago as they do now? They didn't s.h.i.+ne and glitter like modern stones.'

'Yes, but these...' He stopped as her excitement began to get through to him. 'Do you mean that those bits of gla.s.s are-?'

'The last time I found something with "bits of gla.s.s" it sold for five million dollars,' she said. 'I'm sticking my neck out, but I think it's real-real gold, real rubies, real emeralds-'

She got no further. His arms were about her, hugging her so tightly that she was breathless. The brooch fell, unnoticed, to the ground as he kissed her again and again.

'Gustavo,' she said, laughing and kissing him back.

'We won,' he cried exultantly. 'We won. It's all right; everything's wonderful.'

'Is it?' she asked, her head reeling. 'Well, I know you're going to be very rich-'

'But that's what's wonderful, don't you see? I can ask you to marry me now.'

She placed her hands on his shoulders, frowning a little.

'Now? You can only ask now?'

'Of course. I'm independent now. I won't look like a fortune-hunter to you now now.'

Her frown deepened. 'You never did look like a fortune-hunter to me. Put me down.'

He did so, while still keeping hold of her.

'If you only knew how hopeless it looked to me-how could I approach you when I needed your money so badly?'

'Why shouldn't you? You did it once before. I didn't blame you then. Why should you think I'd blame you now?'

'But can't you see that this is different? When we met the first time-it was a bargain on both sides. We knew the terms before we even met. In its way it was an honest transaction. But now-'

'But now we've made love,' she said slowly. 'And that makes a difference. You'll be saying next that I compromised your honour.' She gave a mirthless laugh.

'If anyone compromised it, I did. I tried to tell you that there were things I should have said first-'

'But I already knew you were short of money. You needed to raise cash to repay Crystal. I think you told me that the first day. What were you doing? Warning me off?'

'Of course not. You were just an old friend I felt I could trust. It was only later that it mattered so much-after London... h.e.l.l! h.e.l.l!'

He ran his hands through his hair. He wasn't good at this. He preferred things to be straightforward.

'After London-' he tried again '-I thought we were closer-'

'So did I-'

'If Freddy hadn't appeared-well, he did, and I had to be patient. I knew our time would come-it had to.'

'The night of the party, the night Crystal appeared.'

'Yes, she put all sorts of ugly ideas into my head.'

'Trust her to do that! You shouldn't have listened.'

'She wants the rest of her money at once. Try not listening to that.'

'I know. Freddy told me. The two of them are rapidly becoming as thick as thieves, but so what? How can they affect us?'

'She suggested that I marry you to repay her. Did Freddy tell you that?'

'No, but he thought of it for himself.'

'I'll bet he did. I'll bet he's slavering at the prospect.'

'What does he matter?' she cried. 'Why must you tie yourself in knots about this?'

'Because that night I made love to you,' he said frantically, 'I did it because I wanted to. I wanted you more than I've ever wanted anything or anyone, but how can you ever believe that?'

'Because you've just told me.'

'Well, I would, wouldn't I? If I'm after your money that's just what I'd do. Perhaps you should think before believing a word I say.'

'Why are you so determined to put the case for the prosecution?' she cried.

'Because n.o.body else is going to put it.'

'Gustavo, I heard the case for the prosecution years ago. I've lived with it. Now I want to hear the other one.'

'You should be cautious-I had a motive for behaving badly.'

'Some people thought you were behaving badly when you married Crystal,' she flung at him. 'But you didn't care. You outfaced them because that was how much you loved her. So why can't you outface people for me?'

'Darling-'

'Don't call me darling, you hypocrite.'

'I love you, and I'll d.a.m.ned well call you what I like. Or doesn't it mean anything that I love you?'

There! He'd said it!

After all these years he'd said that he loved her, and instead of being the sweet, glorious moment she'd dreamed of, it had come as part of a stupid quarrel.

But it wasn't stupid. It struck at the heart of her love and what that love meant to her.

'It would have meant something if you did love me,' she said slowly. 'But actually I come some way down your list of priorities.'

'I don't know what you're talking about,' he said distractedly. 'I know this isn't the way it's supposed to happen-'

'To h.e.l.l with what's supposed to happen!' she cried. 'You've spent so much of your life doing what you were supposed supposed to do that you've forgotten how to do anything else. Why can't you just follow your heart, like you did with her?' to do that you've forgotten how to do anything else. Why can't you just follow your heart, like you did with her?'

'I wish you'd leave her out of it.'

'How can I? You loved her so much that you didn't care what anyone thought, or even what you thought of yourself. Now it's different. Your priorities are first, your pride; second, your reputation; third, me.'

The Italian's Rightful Bride Part 22

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