“That seems fair,” Kelda murmured.
She was talking because she felt that, if she held Lord Orsett’s attention, he would not notice that Yvette had gone very pale and was clenching her fingers tightly together until the knuckles were white.
“The French have decided that this position is not particularly satisfactory,” Lord Orsett went on. “As they wish to develop Dakar as an important Port, it is obvious that European women must be persuaded to live here and their presence will have a marked effect on the character of local Society.”
“I can – understand that,” Kelda said in a low voice.
“At the moment there are considerably fewer than a hundred white women in the whole of Dakar. This is why the French intend to make every possible effort to put pressure on traders and employees of the G
