“Your name was ‘Alexi’,” she said. “Does that seem significant?”
“No, I don’t think so.”
“It is Greek.”
“Yes, of course,” he agreed, “and now that I think of it, Iris is also a Greek name. Do you suppose that we might have come to Egypt from Greece?”
“It is certainly possible.”
“Then we must go there,” the Duke said, “and perhaps we shall see what happened before you arrived here.”
Irisa clasped her hands together.
“That would be too – wonderful to contemplate, but perhaps – ”
She hesitated.
“Perhaps?” the Duke prompted.
“ – you want to go somewhere else with your friends. They were very kind to me tonight and I think for the first time I realised that in this life you and I live in very different worlds.”
“I suppose that is true,” the Duke said slowly.
He was thinking of his l
