CHAPTER SIXAll too soon the ship docked at Tilbury. It was already dark as they turned into the Thames Estuary. Moira stood on deck, her luggage at her side, waiting for Ewen.
“I trust that the carriage you have ordered will be waiting – ”
Moira turned around to find Stuart standing behind her, silhouetted against the lights of the bridge.
“Yes, I am sure it will. Ewen does not forget the details.”
“Unlike myself, I am afraid,” said Stuart smiling, “I find to commit anything to memory takes the very devil of an effort.”
Moira smiled. She could not see that Stuart possessed any faults – in her eyes, he was perfect.
“Will I see you on the return journey?” asked Stuart, “Ewen did not say when that might be.”
“Our stay is indefinite. We have some family business to attend to and we cann
