No last song
Ann Charlton(1984)

ęYou little------' Ford muttered. 'I was beginning to think I could be wrong about you, but you really are a cheap little adventuress, aren't you?'
Around Briony's wrist his fingers tightened and she gasped, 'Let goI didn't mean to say thatyou make me so angry------'
'Of course you didn't mean to say it. But we know where we stand and that's no bad thing. My first concern is my aunt. I don't want her taken in by a splendid little actress with her eye on the main chance.'
'You------' She clenched her teeth as he caught her other wrist and held her helpless. 'Oh, go ahead, do your worst, Mr Barren. I'm tired of wondering every day if you're going to toss me out. Why don't you go ahead and do it? If you can do it.'
'Because another solution has occurred to me,' he said silkily, and all her senses were alerted. 'Simply it's a matter of offering another position; one more suitable. . .'