CHAPTER FOURWhen they had finished breakfast, the courier came to Latasha’s compartment to apologise most profusely for the previous evening.
“I had no idea that Mrs. Holten was not dining with you, my Lady,” he said, “otherwise I would have been with you.”
“She was rather tired, as she had felt seasick on the ferry,” explained Latasha.
“It was very remiss of me not to make certain that you were together,” the courier apologised, “but you will not be worried again by the Comte.”
Latasha looked at him in surprise.
“How do you know about him?”
“One of the Stewards told me that he had insisted on sitting at your table in the dining car and he has a most unsavoury reputation – ”
“I had rather guessed that!”
Latasha wondered as she spoke if she would have had trouble with the Comte even
