Cullen watched Elizabeth shovelling the food into her mouth. He well remembered what it was like to have that first good meal. For him, the first one was six years after his arrest. It was here on Norfolk Island, when Richard Morgan invited him to dinner.
Her cheeks turned apple red when she noticed him watching her.
‘Must be the fresh air on Norfolk Island. I ate like that when I first got here. Richard Morgan had me to dinner, and I made a fool of myself. Couldn’t eat quickly enough. Richard laughed at me. I know what it’s like to be hungry for a decent meal, Miss Bartlett.’
Not stopping to take in his comments, Elizabeth finished the food without lifting her head. Cullen stacked up his and Ed’s plates, pushed his chair out, nodded to Ed, smiled at Elizabeth, and made his way out of t
