“Listen, Karina!” he said. “You are so young, so absurdly young and inexperienced. Do be careful what you do with your life. Don’t say yes to everything that anyone asks you. Find what is right for you.”
“But how shall I know which is right?” she asked.
“Your heart will know it,” he said surprisingly.
He released her abruptly and then, without another word, turned and walked down the stairs, leaving her staring after him, the impact of his hands still heavy upon her shoulders.
‘Your heart will know it!’ ‘Your heart will know it!’
Karina tossed and turned in her bed. What would her heart know? She had no idea.
After dinner, to her surprise, Cousin Felix had taken her by the arm and drawn her away from the drawing room into the long Picture Gallery that ran the whole length of the hous
