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Show situation to drift as it was, which was more suited to his disposition, anyway. Or he might have suggested some other arrangement-for instance, that he take the child back with him to Gundarholt Manor and allow the operation of the Hold to stay in Dr'Anya's capable hands. But to demand of Dr'Anya on that fatal night to pack her bags on the instant and leave Needlesmith Hold to him completely and to announce in addition that he intended to move into the Hall that very night with his new found love-by Saint Ida's knees! It brought out the SaurianLynx in the young Doctor Anya Needlesmith. Janni leapt from her bed after the clamor of her father's shouting had awakened her in full, and ran to the window to see what was going on. She was just in time to see her mother leaving the Hall by the garden door, IonFlare floating above her. She was heading toward the granary = wearing a white dressing gown, and her dark hair was loose and hanging down her back. Janni decided at once to follow her good mother, for she'd always feared her villainous father's intentions. She hurriedly put on her slippers and, dressed otherwise in nothing but her knee-length sleeping tunic, she ran down the steps and sallied through the morning room to the garden door. By the time Janni reached the path through the lavender and coriander, her mother and father were having an alarming set-to on the near side of the granary, hard by the cold frames. Though her mother had done a fair lot of shouting during her stewardship of the Hold-for to be softspoken on an enormous farm filled with animals and recalcitrant robots is to be expecting miracles-Janni had never heard her mother shout in anger at all, and the spectacle was nothing 219 |
