I put my glass down on a small table near the settle as Kate entered.
“What are you doing here?” she cried.
“I watched you leave. I followed you. You didn’t see me, did you? I kept behind. I stalked you. Then I saw you speak to Gramps and come in here. You’re drinking wine.”
“Yes,” said the Major, and although he smiled at his granddaughter, I fancied I saw a flicker of annoyance cross his face. It was understandable. He had wanted to talk to me confidentially and about her. That would be impossible in her presence.
“Well, come and sit by Miss Cranleigh.”
He took her by the arm and brought her towards the settle. I was not sure what happened because I was looking at Kate who was so pleased with herself at having caught up with me. But as she sat down the glass toppled over and the wine went trickling all over the carpet.
“Damnation,” muttered the Major.
“Oh,” cried Kate.
“You swore!”
“Forgivable,” he said.
“That was my very special wine. I wanted Miss Cranleigh’s opinion.”
“It wouldn’t have been of much significance,” I told him.
“I’m no connoisseur.”
“And you shouldn’t swear, Gramps. Your guardian angel will be writing it all down in a little book and you’ll have to answer for it one day.”
“If that is all I have to answer for, I am not particularly worried, and in any case I am sure you would intercede for me.”
Kate laughed and I looked down at the shattered glass. I stooped, but he said quickly: “Don’t touch it. Broken glass can be dangerous. It’s those horrible little splinters. Leave it. I’ll get it cleared away.
I’ll give you a fresh glass. “
We moved away from the mess on the floor to the window seat Kate begged to have a glass of wine.
“Not suitable for little girls,” said the Major.
“Oh, Gramps, don’t be so mean.”
“All right. Just a taste, eh? You see how she wheedles me, Miss Cranleigh.”
“You can’t resist me, can you, Gramps?”
“We are putty in the hands of our enchantress,” he said.
I could see Kate was enjoying this.
About half an hour later we left and went back to Perrivale Court. I was yawning.
“What’s the matter with you?” said Kate.
“You look half asleep.”
“It’s due to the hard work I have to put in to keep you in order.”
“No, it’s not. It’s the wine. You always say it makes you sleepy in the day.”
“You’re right. It does and it is.”
“Then why do you drink it?”
“Your grandfather was rather insistent.”
“I know,” she said, laughing.
It was late morning. We had finished lessons and Kate and I were going into the gardens. As we came down into the hall the Major was just arriving.
“Good morning, my dears,” he said.
“How nice to see you. Just on the point of going out, I see.”
“Have you come to see old Lady Perrivale, Gramps?” asked Kate.
“That’s so, and it is a great pleasure to see you as well. I did enjoy your visit. But it was too short. You must come again.”
“We will,” Kate assured him.
“And Miss Cranleigh will, too?” he said, looking at me.
“Thanks. Of course,” I said.
Just at that moment one of the grooms from Trecorn came to the door.
“Oh, Miss Cranleigh,” he said.
“I’ve got a message for you. Mr. Lucas is back. He wants to know if you could meet him this afternoon.
Two-thirty at The Sailor King. “
“Yes, yes. I’ll be there. Is he all right… ?”
“Getting on a treat, Miss.”
“Oh, I’m glad.”
He left us and Kate said: “You’re going off again this afternoon.
You’re always going to The Sailor King. “
“Only in my own time, Kate.”
“What a little slave-driver she is,” said the Major.
“You mustn’t make a prisoner of Miss Cranleigh, Kate. You wouldn’t like anyone to do that to you, would you? And if you do, she might fly away and leave us. Well, I shall see you soon, I hope. am revoir.”
He went up the stairs.
“But you are always going to that inn,” said Kate.
“I have to meet my friends now and then.”
“Why can’t I come?”
“Because you’re not invited.”
“That’s no reason.”
“It’s the very best reason possible.” She was a little sulky during our walk. But I could only think of meeting Lucas.
I left just before two o’clock. It did not take more than fifteen or twenty minutes to reach the inn. I could have
walked, but I did like to exercise Goldie and I enjoyed the ride.
Moreover, it meant that I could stay a little later if I rode and Lucas could ride back with me.
It was a lovely afternoon. There was only the slightest breeze to ruffle the trees. There was no one about. There rarely was at this hour. I took the coast road and turned inland. I had to go through a small copse. It could hardly be called a wood, but the trees grew closely together and I always enjoyed wending my way along the narrow path among them.
I was in good time. I should be there ten minutes before two-thirty.
I don’t know whether it was a premonition of danger, but as soon as I entered the copse I was aware of a certain uneasiness. I had the feeling that there was something strange about it on this day, that I was being watched. It was uncanny. Usually I went through without giving the solitude a thought.
I was aware of a sudden cracking of a branch . a movement in the undergrowth. Some small animal, I supposed-the sort of thing I must have heard a hundred times before and scarcely noticed. I was in a strange mood today.
I knew what it was. Felicity had said: What you are doing is dangerous. Lucas had said it, too. What if Tristan knew what I was doing? What if he had been watching me . as I had been watching him?
Guilty people must be ever on the alert.
“Come on, Goldie,” I said.
“Let’s get on.”
Then I realized that someone was in the wood . very close to me. I heard the sound of horse’s hoofs behind me and my impulse was to urge Goldie into a gallop, but that would have been impossible in the copse where she had to pick her steps carefully.
“Hello,” said a voice.
“If it isn’t Miss Cranleigh.”
It was the Major. He was right behind me.
“What a bit of luck. Just the one } wanted to see.”
