Caprice

the long version

**The treacherous, windswept moors echoed with her silvery laughter...** **From the moment she arrived in Yorkshire, **Carla McAllister** knew nothing would be the same.** After her archaeologist father's death, she had returned from Egypt content to take a paid position as companion at **Milverton Hall** -- the great house that had brightened her childhood -- and eager to serve Caprice, the radiant, raven-hared beauty who had once ridden so gaily at **Thorn Lytton's** side. But Caprice was gone, vanished. And the woman Thorn had married instead, the frail, beautiful Elsa, was hovering on the edge of madness. **What dark tragedy had befallen this once happy place?** Only Thorn seemed to know, and he was locked in a bitterness that Carla longed to pierce -- for her girlish infatuation had become the deeper passion of a woman. And in some eerie way, she sensed that Caprice was guiding her, for in this mystery-shrouded house, **Caprice seemed to live on...willing Carla to unravel the secrets and find the happiness she herself had lost.**