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.