degree.â
âAnd she was doing so well.â
âSheâs never held down a job. We know sheâs clever, but she should be making something of herselfânot leading this mindless life that can only get her into big trouble.â
âCan I tell you, dear, why she didnât finish her degree?â Philippa interrupted gently.
âPip, I already know. Tori canât put her perfectly good mind to anything.â
âSome of the other studentsââ
âNot the boys?â he jeered.
âWell, no, not the boys. The male of the species loves her. But some of the girls gave her a hard time. She had her hangers-on, of course, but some of the young women who were jealous of her beauty and brains, spread some pretty nasty rumours behind her back. No substance in them, of course. Envy is one of the deadly sins, after all.â
âSo she quit uni,â Haddo said, his expression still severe, âand probably hasnât read a book since. You still havenât told me what Lucinda expects me to do. Though Iâm no stranger to her pleas for help. There was never any hope of a quiet life with Tori. Sheâs on a quest to pour as much questionable experience into her young life as humanly possible.â
Philippa sighed. âLucy loves Tori dearly, I know, but sheâs an ineffectual sort of person.â
âThatâs because sheâs always had everything done for her,â Haddo replied. âBut on the plus side, Lucinda is a good womanâand she is Toriâs grandmother. Tori wasnât safe with that sleazy Barry around.â
Philippa pulled a fastidious face. âLivinia has made a career out of marrying the wrong people. Tori still believes it was her grandmother who brought pressure on Livinia to let her go.â
âLetâs keep it that way,â Haddo said. âI donât want her to know it was me. Does Lucinda want me to go to Sydney to read Tori the Riot Act?â
âReading between the lines, Iâd say Lucy wants you to bring Tori back here. Personally, I think itâs a great idea. It will keep her out of harmâs way, and allow any adverse publicity to die down. You can give the dear girl a job.â
Haddoâs laugh was short. âThatâs the thing missing in Toriâs life,â he said dryly. âA job.â
âSo there you are. Youâre the boss. Give her one. You were bred for being the boss, Haddo dear. Nothing comes easier.â
Haddoâs chiselled mouth compressed. âDonât mention easy and Tori in the same breath. Actually, there is something she could do,â he said musingly. But he was not sure it would work. It would certainly help them all out if it did, but he didnât know what Tori would think about becoming schoolmarm to more than a dozen station kids, plus the really little peopleâthe four-year-olds.
â I know.â Philippa aware of everything that went on at the station, read his mind. âShe can take over from Tracey.â Mallarinka being so isolated had its own one-teacher school. Tracey Bryant was the teacher in residence, and had been for the past two years.
âThatâs what I was thinking,â Haddo said.
âAt least until Tracey is over her morning sickness and the pregnancy is well established.â Philippa regarded him with a pleased expression. Tracey was now the wife of Mallarinkaâs leading hand, Jim Bryant. Hired as a teacher for the station school, she had fallen in love with the very attractive Jim and quickly snaffled him up. Her first pregnancy, sadly, had ended in a miscarriage.
âTori might have other ideas,â Haddo said. âBut itâll be a real coup getting her out here.â
âYepâwell, youâre the man to do it,â Philippa replied with conviction.
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The study was in darkness. Haddo flicked a switch, flooding a room that was larger than most peopleâs
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