THE END OR THE BEGINNINGThe bungalow above Darjeeling was surrounded by beautiful rhododendrons and azaleas, their colours all crimson, orange, white, mauve and scarlet like a glorious rainbow fallen from the sky.
Beyond the snowy peaks of the Himalayas gleamed white in the sunlight, which was slowly fading into a blaze of glory into the sable of the encroaching night.
Vivian came out onto the verandah to stand gazing at the beauty of it.
Then there was a footstep behind her and Alec joined her.
“It is so unbelievably enchanting,” she sighed.
“And so are you, my wonderful darling.”
He then put his arms around her and she laid her head against his shoulder in a confiding gesture like that of a trusting child.
“You are not too tired, my precious?” he asked.
“I was just going to ask y
