She sipped it gratefully.
She was wondering as she did so what she should say to explain her presence and wondering too how long she had been aboard the yacht.
Then, as she drank half the cup of coffee, Hewlett put her head back on the pillow and said to Lord Warburton,
“I thinks, my Lord, it’d be a good idea if you’d give the young lady time to come round, so to speak. If you go up and have your breakfast, I’ll fetch her somethin’ to eat and drink and after that she’ll be able to talk.”
Corena closed her eyes again.
She was praying that Lord Warburton would agree to what the man, who she thought must be his valet, had just suggested.
It would give her time to think.
“Very well, Hewlett,” Lord Warburton said after a moment’s pause. “I will have my breakfast, as you suggest. Make it
