’ Hilary stared. Even the light was different in Athens, soft and golden, sweet as the morning dew blessed by Athena herself. Except for the dull eyes and the extreme pallor of his face, there was nothing else to indicate that he was deep in liquor. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me. He swung it open and then used his body to pin her against her seat. ‘Go on, Gerald. Be seated, and calm yourself. He was a shy boy outwardly but she knew him better in his thoughts, in which perhaps she had already taken upon the role of lover. Somebody tricked you back yonder—baited you for spite.
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