Tilda breathed a sigh of relief.
“I brought you some food for your midday meal,” Frau Sturdel said. “I expect your husband will be feeling hungry, once the effects of the laudanum have worn off. It is good beef and tender if you cook it slowly.”
“I will do that,” Tilda promised.
“I will be back this evening. Just keep him quiet. That is all you have to do.”
She put on her coat and picked up her shopping basket.
“Take care of him and don’t worry. You are not likely to have any callers.”
“I hope not,” Tilda sighed.
She saw Frau Sturdel off down the path, filled the jug with water from the pump and returned into the house, bolting the door behind her.
She found Rudolph shaved and looking incredibly handsome.
The room was full of sunshine and once again Tilda had the strange feeling t
