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‘Call off the march,’ he demanded. ‘It is too risky now. Stop it before it is too late.’

Allan turned away to stamp on his boots and don his waistcoat. He thrust his arms through the sleeves of his coat. The emotions between them filled the room like smoke from a blocked chimney.

Marian’s voice was barely audible. ‘Perhaps you ought not stay for dinner after all.’

Allan felt sick inside.

She laughed, but the sound was mournful. ‘And again I free you from your obligation to marry me, Captain. I suspect that a threat to arrest and hang me is an indication we would not suit.’

‘Marian,’ he murmured, at a loss to say more.

She opened a drawer and pulled out a robe, wrapping it around her and walking to the door. ‘Take what time you require to dress and then leave my house.’