“I still – owe you for what you have done for him and me – up until now,” Militsa said in a low voice, “and if you do not – want me – I am afraid I shall have to – borrow a little money from you, in order to live until I – can – find work.”
“Then our agreement still stands.”
His eyes met hers as he spoke and for a moment they looked at each other.
Then because she was shy, with an effort she broke the spell between them by turning away.
“I – think I should – go to bed.”
“That is a good idea,” the Duke agreed, “and you should not tire yourself by reading until the early hours.”
“How did you know I do that?”
“Shall I say I have noticed the number of books that have been removed from their places, and which come back phenomenally quickly.”
“That is how I know what to ask you about and
