CHAPTER NINEEugenia stirred uneasily and opened her eyes.
She lay under rough blankets in a small bedroom with leaded windows and exposed rafters. The room was neat enough but bare with the bed and a wooden chest the only furniture.
She raised her hand to her forehand, trying to remember the sequence of events that had brought her here. It was something of an effort, because her mind felt curiously unfocused.
She recalled a mad dash through the rain before arriving at a single story cottage. Whether the appearance of this cottage was fortuitous or expected she could not say as she was so cold and tired. That there was food to eat was not a surprise, since Bridget had suggested bringing ‘refreshment’ for the visit to ‘Paragon’, although the quantity was a surprise – a whole game pie, a c
