She had already noticed that there was a label on the trunk on which was written FOR THE JOURNEY and now she saw a similar label was attached to one of the small hat boxes.
Carrying it in her hand, she climbed the stairs after the Priest.
He had already placed the trunk in her bedroom and, as he came through the door, he did not look at her but hurried down the stairs and had almost reached the front steps before she could thank him.
“Thank you, thank you!” she called out.
He murmured something in too low a voice for her to hear it and then the Mission door slammed shut behind him.
Atayla laughed because it was difficult to believe that she could be a temptation to anybody, looking as she did in the hideous grey cotton gown.
Then, excited as she had not been since her father died, sh
