Rose never had learned how and why Master Ho had clashed with Simon Beltaire, nor did she really want to. She knew enough of that dreadful man to know that she did not want to learn more.
She rose, stretched, and went to the window. Jason was exercising Sunset, the two of them going through some complicated dressage movements. In a moment, she would go down and join them for a ride, taking her own gentle little Arab mare, Sunset's mate Sunrise.
She wondered, as she watched them, how long he would remain content to stay at home. Not much longer, she guessed. Now that he was fit again, he would talk vaguely of travel-plans.
Well, why not? According to Master Pao, he could probably even move freely among the natives of many of the South Sea islands and in the Far East. They would think him not much different from any other "white devil."
Except, perhaps, a great deal kinder than most. The beast has a truly human heart.
And in the end, that was all that mattered.