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An ancient feud marred their love. When Fiona moved with her father and brother to Trimor Lodge in the Scottish Highlands, life seemed perfect. Their new home was breathtakingly beautiful heather-covered hills, deep wooded glens and sparkling lochs. Fiona's happiness was complete when she met Iain Cameron, her new neighbor. He was everything she wanted in a man. She was attracted to him right from the start - and he to her. But it was a love that was doomed a century before it started!

Alison and her cousin Lorna felt they had been very lucky to land themselves pleasant jobs as housekeepers to elderly Mrs. Storey and her family, in a beautiful house in the Lake District. Alison in particular hoped that now she might be able to trace Colin Marriott, who had walked so suddenly and mysteriously out of her life, but whom she knew to be living somewhere nearby. Find him she did, but to her mortification Colin explained - quite kindly, however - that Alison was wasting her time in thinking of him seriously, and then proceeded to fall in love with Lorna. But Alison had things other than Colin to worry about now, for she had gradually realized that not all the Storey family were as agreeable as they had at first seemed -- and that, in one of them, she had made a dangerous enemy.

When Melanie went out to the romantic tropical island of Mindoa, in the Indian Ocean, she was little more than a schoolgirl, both in years and in lack of experience of life. When she left only eight months later she had become a woman. What was responsible for the change? Partly it was Mindoa itself, exotic and glamorous and utterly unlike anything Melanie had encountered before; perhaps it was the people she met - the small but cosmopolitan white colony, living together but all so different from each other. But most of all it was the masterful Stephen Brent who brought about such a transformation in the quiet English girl - Stephen, between whom and Melanie there was such a gulf of years and worldly experience, yet against whose magnetic attraction she had not a chance to defend herself.

Here is a hospital story with a difference, for it is set on an island near the Burma coast where a white doctor and two nurses, with a native staff and few facilities, waged a never-ending war against tropical diseases, parasites and an utterly exhausting climate. Pat, recently out from England, and not very experienced, would have found it hard going in any case; but it was made much tougher by the fact that Dr. Mark Bradlaw seemed to find her intensely irritating, and even sometimes carried his disapproval to the point of reprimanding her in front of the patients. And as if that was not enough to bear, the beautiful widow with whom his name had been linked turned up in Pengola and began to throw her weight about in a ladylike but thoroughly determined way.

Did she really want to be left alone. Lynden Russell was dismayed on her arrival in West Africa to discover that all the arrangements made for her had fallen through. However, she certainly wasn't going to admit that to the intimidating Dr. Adrian Sinclair! When he took the solution to her difficulties into his own hands, she was very angry at his high-handed interference - but she soon began to wish that his care of her were not quite so impersonal.

When Mrs Browne read Lisa’s tea leaves, she prophesied two patches of trouble, probably connected with a man. Lisa didn’t worry. For years she has wanted “things to happen”, and now at twenty two, she was setting off on a voyage to South Africa and life seemed exciting and infinitely promising. But before she had even set foot aboard ship, she had attracted the unfavourable notice of the liner’s coldly efficient captain, and from then on she found herself struggling in the tide of new and strange emotions.

Most women, to be honest, like to find themselves in a minority compared to men. But to be the only girl among 400 men is perhaps too much of a good thing - especially when the most important man of all is determined to get rid of you! This was the plight in which Prudence Brierly found herself as a brand-new immigrant who had arrived in Australia from England only a few days earlier. A vivid story set among the Snowy Mountains in Australia.

Loraine and her father had never been very close, and it was therefore astonishing to discover after his death that he had been greatly concerned about her and had appointed a guardian for herself and her affairs. She wished he had chosen someone a little less problematical than a remote sort of cousin living in Paris and had little doubt the cousin wished that too. Since he could not come to England himself, her guardian summoned Loraine to Paris, and she found herself abruptly transferred from the relative seclusion of an English boarding-school to the heady atmosphere of Paris in May. At the age of eighteen she was not likely to resent that, and from the moment she stepped off the train at the Gare du Nord, she was tinglingly aware of a subtle excitement in the air which belongs solely to Paris. Her only concern was her unknown guardian and his plans for her, but it was through him she found a dazzling career in the world of fashion -and also the love of her life.

When her engagement was broken shortly before the wedding, Elizabeth was the first to admit the she was not unduly broken-hearted. Nevertheless she was glad to take the chance of getting way for a while, and took herself off for a Continental holiday. Her ‘cure’ was soon complete when, in romantic Luxembourg, she met Gervais St. Vire and accepted his family’s invitation to stay with them for a short time in their fairy-tale chateau- and in no time she had fallen in love with Gervase. But welcome as she had been as a visitor, it seemed that as a wife she would not meet with universal approval, for more than one sinister occurrence convinced Elizabeth that someone was prepared to go to any lengths to get rid of her. But who - and why"

“I suppose Morocco is a better place than most for a plunge into the passionate unknown. It's a pity girls of your age have such a lack of judgment and knowledge. The Barbary moon plays tricks," said Andrew Barran scathingly to Carolyn, who knew he was referring to her relationship with Leo Morgan. The trouble was that, because of something in the past, Carolyn was not at liberty to explain that Leo meant nothing in her life at all. The only man who did was standing there before her - and she knew without any doubt whatever that her feelings for him were no trick of the Barbary moon.

Most girls would be delighted to have the opportunity to visit Africa, but Lisa was not much looking forward to the prospect - to the prospect, at any rate, of meeting her cousin Adrian again. It was seven years since they had met, but she still remembered how she had never been a match for his mocking self-assurance, his disconcerting arrogance. Perhaps, though, she told herself, he had changed, had mellowed since those days. But he hadn't, as Lisa found the moment she arrived in Rhodesia

It was with great reluctance that Sarah Knight agreed to impersonate her sister Madalyn on a visit to a South African farm, but in the end she had to agree. All the same, her forebodings were soon justified - for she fell completely and hopelessly in love with a neighbouring farmer, Brent Milward, and had to face the fact that it could never come to anything. How could it? For even if Brent were to be interested in her, which did sometimes seem possible, she must keep up the deception; and that meant going away in Madalyn's good time without ever letting him know her real identity.

Vivien ignored her relatives' advice. Some inner conviction compelled Vivien to visit Malaya. She felt her godfather had a reason for leaving her his home and only there would she find the answer. The air journey from England to Malaya takes rather more than three days and nights. During that flight Vivien sat next to tall, handsome Dr Tom Stransom - and he hardly spoke to her except to put her markedly in the wrong in an annoying incident in Rangoon. So she more surprised than pleased when she met him again at the House of Seven Fountains that had been left to her by her godfather. Bewildered by the strangeness of the East, she was even more confused by her godfather's closest friend, Tom. He was alternately aloof and friendly, teasing and sarcastic - and apparently quite indifferent to the feelings he aroused in her.