CHAPTER TWOIt was the high scream of something small that was frightened.
As Athina listened, she heard a harsh voice say,
“I have been waiting for you! Where the devil have you been?”
It was easy to recognise the voice of the gentleman who had dined opposite her and who had been so offensive to the waiters.
He was speaking to the little boy who had been with him and she heard the boy stammering his reply,
“I – went to – the stables. I thought – Ladybird was – unhappy because you – had whipped her.”
“It has nothing to do with you whether I whip my horses or not,” the gentleman said angrily, “and you will not go out of the inn unless I tell you to. It is time you learnt how to behave yourself.”
He must have made a threatening gesture for the boy cried out.
“Please – I am – sorry. Do
