Chapter FiveTo Delora the days seemed to fly by on wings and everything was touched with the magic of sunlight even though the skies were dull and grey.
But soon the conditions changed so dramatically that it seemed as if one day they were labouring over leaden seas into a South-Westerly gale with waves running as high as the yard arms and the next there were blue skies and gentle breezes from the South-East.
The sea was blue, as blue as Delora’s eyes, and there were flying fish and porpoises performing their antics with the grace of ballerinas.
It was all an enchantment that rested on the fact that Conrad was there and Delora could see him, hear his voice and, when they were alone, touch him.
Her love for him was like a light that glowed within her and made her a hundred times lovelie
