“If you are not hungry, I am!”
Larina smiled at him a little shyly.
Now that she was back in the Villa it was difficult not to think of how he had kissed her.
She thought about it while she was lying in her bath and told herself that she must not attach too much to it.
It was just because he was so pleased with himself at having repaired the engine that he had to express his joy with someone and she had been standing there beside him. It had been a revelation to her, but she was sure that to him it had been nothing more than if he had hugged her as a man might hug a child or swing her round in his arms.
The servants appeared with delicious dishes and Larina found that she was in fact very hungry.
“Do you realise that it is after seven o’clock?” Wynstan asked. “It is a long time since
