Subj: Smoldering Flame: Chapter 7
Date: 11/11/98 8:06:07 PM Central Standard Time
From: beverlylacroix

The butler stepped outside of the huge estate house,, and was appalled to see Mrs. Roger Collins piling luggage into a vehicle, it was a cab. Appalling! These Americans, he thought to himself. Walking over to Mrs. Roger Collins, he cleared his throat to get her attention.

"Yes, Sanders, what is it?" Cassandra snapped.

"Madam, Mr. Collins is on the telephone." the butler replied very stiffly.

Walking into the foyer of the beautiful old house, if you could call it a house, Cassandra thought, she walked over to the small Louis XIV table, and picked up the antique shaped telephone, and greeted her husband.

"You're at Heathrow now, darling?" Cassandra asked.

"Yes, I am," Roger replied.

"Julia! Roxanne!" Cassandra cried.

"What is it" Julia asked.

"I have sent a car to meet Roger at the airport," Cassandra said.

"I'm not cancelling my trip to Alexandria. I've got to find my baby," Roxanne said.

"Listen to me, Roxanne, and listen well, we will get your baby. But you, Barnabas nor anyone else is going to be responsible for spoiling my marriage with Roger. I am truly happy for the first time in a very long time. Roger and the twins are my world. I will do everything I can to help you, but I will not jeapordize my own happiness for yours. Am I making myself clear?" Cassandra said, her large expressive eyes were glinting steel.

"Cassandra, we will wait until tomorrow morning, and then Roxanne and I are going to go home to Collinsport," Julia said.

"Julia, I am going to find my husband and my baby. I will never stop looking for them. You are all welcome to stay here for as long as you like, but I am leaving, and I am leaving now," Roxanne said softly. For she needed Barnabas. and she knew where he was, and she would never tell anyone where he was. The vestiages of the strange dream she had had were gone. She couldn't remember even having a dream.

Looking into the square on the outskirts of Alexandria, Nicholas Blair smiled to himself, as he thought about the dream that he had induced as a gift to the present Mrs. Barnabas Collins. From talking with.Barnabas, he had deduced she was a whimsical person, and easily persuaded. It had been easy. Laughing out loud now, he greeted the beautiful Elizabeth Stoddard, as they readied to go into Alexandria, and eat in this exotic land.

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