She and Nicholas headed for the river and waited to board the Garden Ferry. As the vessel drew in to dock, Lillian could scarcely believe her eyes.
‘Godfrey, is that you?’ She waved excitedly at the ferryman as he looped a thick piece of rope around a post, and felt Nicholas’s quizzical gaze boring into her.
‘The one and the same, Ma’am. May I ask how you know my name?’ The man removed the cap from his head and peered up at her.
‘Nicholas, please help me down. Hurry!’
Nicholas hopped down and gave her his hand without protest.
Stiffly she slipped from the carriage and marched up to the man.
‘Don’t you remember me?’
‘Can’t say I do. But it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance this evening. Are you heading to the Governor’s Ball?’
‘Yes, we are.’
‘I thought so. You’re the fifth ca
