She wondered wildly why she had stood up. Everything had stayed the same during the centuries. Both the fugitive and his chasers embarked on the Thames. No doubt he knew enough of his world to recognise that he stood little chance against the word of a major of militia. Something namelessly abhorrent in the eyes of those men…! She knew what arms were for—to fold and embrace and to hold one tightly; but why men wished to kiss women was still a profound mystery. Borne along by the current, Darrell was instantly at the boat's side.