Chapter 3Ola was so tired that unlike the Marquis she did not hear the anchor being raised or realise that the ship was pitching and tossing as soon as they were out of the harbour.
Instead she slept deeply and dreamlessly until a knock on the cabin door awakened her.
After answering, a Steward appeared, moving unsteadily across the cabin to put a closed cup, such as she had heard was used at sea in rough weather, down beside her bed.
“We’re in for a bad passage, miss,” he said. “I’ve brought you some coffee and if you’d like something more substantial the chef’ll do his best, but it’s a bit difficult to work in the galley at the moment.”
“Coffee is all I want,” Ola replied sleepily, “and thank you very much.”
“I should stay where you be, miss, if you’ll take my advice,” the Steward s
