CHAPTER FOURMichael fell asleep almost as soon as he had tucked himself in on the back seat of the car.
He was much more tired than he had imagined and slept without moving until, with a jerk, he woke up to find the light streaming in through the windows.
His watch told him it was seven-thirty.
He felt stiff all over, but managed to climb out of the car. At the far end of the building was a large sink with a tap, and here he managed to have some kind of a wash and make himself reasonably presentable.
A pageboy from the hotel came into the garage and spoke to him.
“Her Ladyship’s compliments, monsieur, and will you please join her in the dining room?”
He had done his best with his appearance but, even so, he guessed he did not look like a suitable companion to join Lady Verna at break
