As Gregory ceased speaking, Manon gave a wailing cry. Then… then I've lost my share of the gold and I've lost you, too. I've nothing… nothing left to live for.'
Before Gregory could stop her, she had snatched up the glass of wine and tipped half its contents down her throat. The action of thee cyanide was almost instantaneous. Her eyes bulged, her limbs went rigid and she fell dead at his feet.
Epilogue
Dear Readers,
So many of you wrote to me after having read The Island Where Time Stands Still, saying that I could not possibly let Erika die, and begging me to write another book in which Gregory found his great love. In this story I have acceded to those requests.
Needless to say, Pierre Lacost and his surviving companions went to the guillotine. James and Olinda married were beloved by their people and had several beautiful, golden skinned children. Erika had suffered in no way, apart from her long imprisonment, and after a few weeks became again her old charming self. So our hero and heroine, once more united, lived happily ever after.