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The wind rose in the night, and just before dawn the rain began. It was heavy, its big drops driven slantingly by the wind, dramatically noisy round the house and thudding against the shutters. At some point the wind became more gentle and allowed the rain to fall directly to the ground. In the relative quietness that followed the deluge, the storm wasted to an end. As the sky lightened, the fresh-scented valley beyond the balcony began to steam in the morning sun, and Day and Helen dried the chairs and the table on the balcony, brought out the cushions and made their first pot of coffee.
Finally they could put off the supermarket trip no longer, and finding some carrier bags in a drawer threw them in the back of the car and drove to Chora. The supermarket was on the outskirts, just o
