The Rose of Redayre
The moon rose over the Solway and false lights flickered as yet another shipload of men and women with rings on their fingers and guineas in their pockets were lured to their deaths by the wreckers. Watching them was Jack Jardine, Lord of Redayre and custodian of the coastline. Why was he only watching? To Barbara Graham his ward there could be just one reason. Had she stumbled on the grim truth of Redayre Bay and given her heart to a man whose actions she could never forgive?