Chapter 21 • La noche oscura
Two hours had gone by before they emerged, exhausted, from their lethargy and got up out of bed. Dimitri felt empty, hardly able to stand. Worried by his silence and not knowing what else to do, Phrossou went down to the kitchen and whipped up an egg with some sugar. He was only 16. No doubt, the boy was upset.
Dimitri thanked her and said it was enough for his supper. He wished her goodnight and stayed there alone with his thoughts.
What he had allowed to happen, or had done, now seemed to him monstrous. He had betrayed both his father’s trust and Polyxeni’s, who had left him in charge of the house. He had taken advantage of his position as an employer to exploit the servant maid “for his own debauchery”, according to the accepted legal formula. He had betr
