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Facebook Twitter Instagram Youtube. Captain of Her Heart Lyrics [Verse] It was way past midnight And she still couldn't fall asleep This night the dream was leavin' She tried so hard to keep And with the new day's dawning She felt it driftin' away Not only for a cruise Not only for a day [Chorus 1] Too long ago, too long apart She couldn't wait another day for The captain of her heart [Chorus 2] [x2] As the day came up she made a start She stopped waiting another day for The captain of her heart [Chorus 1] Too long ago, too long apart She couldn't wait another day for The captain of her heart.

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La Vie En Rose. Waiting for a Train. Captain of Her Heart. It was much like waiting for the heavens to stop their torrential downpour. No, Gwyn would just have to wait. Her mother was watching her, and Gwyn would ruin her brand new dress, the dress that Gwyn had picked out in India specifically for Jack to see her in.

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Gwyn ran as fast as she dared and prayed fervently that the clouds kept their peace just a bit longer. She regretted immensely trying to run in the tight corset, but she persevered. She could see the familiar outline of Jack up ahead on the balcony, and her heart soared that he had waited for her there. It was when she was almost to the edge of the light from the balcony window that she stopped cold and stared in disbelief. Jack was not alone, and although his back was to her, Gwyn could hear the distinct giggle that only a female could make when preening for a lover.

Gwyn found herself rooted for a moment. The world stood still. There was no sound. In her mind, she screamed with pain and fury, but no sound came out of her mouth.

Gwyn turned and ran. She ran blindly as tears stung her eyes. Gwyn dashed upstairs and began ripping the dress from her with such ferocity that the chambermaid covered her mouth in fear at the young woman. She fought and struggled, but to her dismay most of the seams held.

The maid helped her wriggle out of the dress, and Gwyn soon stood in only her corset and petticoat, her chest heaving as tears slid down her face. The maid looked conflicted as she eyed the half-dressed young woman. It was clear that the maid was not going to leave her be until she was properly attired. The maid quickly fetched a simple dress that Gwyn often favoured when she was just at home. By the time she was properly attired, Gwyn had set her mind on what she must do. Everyone always said she was as stubborn as her father, well maybe she was.

Gwyn stomped downstairs and found her mother waiting for her in the sitting room on one of the soft couches. The woman looked up almost expectantly at her daughter.

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Her curly brown hair, still quite drenched from the damp night she had just been out in, clung to the sides of her face. Lady Stanton eyed her daughter curiously. I wish to return there and live with Aunt Mabel. She went on at length to say how excited you were to come home to your young man. Gwyn loathed that her mother always seemed to see right through her, but she held her ground.

She does miss things from time to time. I stand by what I say, and I would like to return to India. Saying your goodbyes, were you? With a slow, measured breath, just like her mother had taught her, Gwyn kept her calm exterior in place. I would be most appreciative if the message could merely be passed onto him. Will he not be upset that you have changed plans on him? He shall be given your message. He had seen the carriage. Jack had been expecting the girl as soon as the rains let up, but there had been not a peep out of her.

Jack stomped up the steps in the garden towards the main house and rolled his eyes as he spotted his brother Henry stealing around with that chambermaid again.

Henry visibly jumped, and the maid ducked back into the house. Henry sighed and gave up on Jack as he turned to go back into the house. Jack sighed heavily and looked over at Stanton Manor. The house was half-hidden by the trees along the lines of the two properties. Perhaps he really should go see what the issue was that had kept Gwyn at bay. The manor house had always looked welcoming to Jack, but today it stood grey and cold against the blue skies.

Jack chided himself for feeling so nervous, but there was still a cold, leaden feeling in the pit of his stomach as he approached the door and took the iron knocker in his hand. Fulton gave Jack a look that unsettled him. It was as if Fulton were judging Jack for some crime that he was unaware of, and Jack had the distinct urge to ask the man if anything was amiss. Jack cleared his throat. It was hard to maintain full manners with people that Jack had grown up around.

He had never been left standing on the steps of the house before. Jack began to fear that something was dreadfully wrong and his palms sweated as his mind raced. Had something happened to Gwyn? Jack was envisioning all sorts of reasons why Gwyn might not have returned home when the door once again opened. Jack frowned in confusion. Did you say trip?

I thought she had just returned. That is why I am here. I expected her last evening, but she never came. Is something the matter? She is rather eager to be back with her betrothed. He fought to keep his expression polite but pain seared through him. Lady Stanton heaved a sigh. My daughter and yourself are not engaged, after all.

How could the woman stand there so cold and tell him that Gwyn had suddenly decided to forsake him and move to India for some man that she had met while on holiday? Perhaps if you had asked her sooner, then she would not be going back to India.

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There had to be some sort of misunderstanding. He and Gwyn were destined to be. They had been childhood friends long before they had become sweethearts, no there had to be something he could do. He could not just idly sit by while Gwyn threw everything away. I will give her your regards when she awakens. Jack finally just nodded realizing that he was not going to be stepping foot into the house.

He turned and walked away in a fog of numbness. Jack felt adrift and lost. If there had been one anchor in his life, it had been Gwyneth. She had always been his future. Now, what was he to do? She longed to run to him and give him another chance, but every time she thought of it, Gwyn, in turn, thought of Jack on the balcony with that other woman. Jealousy ran cold in her veins as the hurt burned through her heart. She could not go back to Jack after what he had done. Of course, Gwyn had merely thought that perhaps that was just other men. Jack had never seemed the sort, and he had always seemed as devoted to Gwyn as she was to him.

Shaking her head, Gwyn turned her back on the window and threw herself across the bed. It was a terribly dramatic thing to do, but Gwyn did not care. No one was there to see her, and she had no interest in listening to anyone at the moment, so that was just as well.

Gwyn rolled over and got up. She smoothed down her dress before she answered the door. Now, you should rest. Your trip will exhaust you, otherwise. When Lady Stanton gave Gwyn a pleased smile and turned to leave, Gwyn eased the door closed. Her eyes stung with denied tears. Gwyn sat down heavily on the bed. By this time tomorrow, Gwyn would be well on her way from England. Jack set the glass he had just lifted to his lips down on the table far harder than necessary. While Henry was the heir apparent and inherited the titles, Jack knew that even his mother held little hope that Henry would settle down any time soon.

He placed it back on the tray and sighed.

Henry frowned, clearly dissatisfied with some portion of the tale. It was an expression that Jack had often compared to a fish, but it gave him no amusement at present. Henry nodded and eyed his brother with worry. You are just too noble to admit it, am I right?

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