CHAPTER SEVENFlora could not believe what was happening to her.
She knew that she was being carried by a man across the lawn.
Something thick and dark had been pulled over her head so that it was impossible for her to scream.
She was hardly able to breathe.
She had gone to find the children to find out if they had enjoyed playing and had enough to eat before the fireworks started.
She found that most of them had left the swings with the exception of Johnny.
“Come along, Johnny,” she had urged, “I want you to have some food.”
“Not hungry,” Johnny had said firmly.
“I think you will be when you see the delicious dishes which are on the table,” Flora replied.
Then as they were walking away from the swings she said, “I know what I will show you. We were talking about it the other day –
