Chapter TwoFeeling ashamed of her lack of self-control, Yamina picked up a jug of fresh lime juice that she had made earlier in the day and put it on a tray with a glass ready to take up to her father.
The fever had made him very thirsty in the night and she knew that when he awoke he must have something cooling to drink.
As she busied herself, she was aware that Hamid was watching her and she said quietly,
“You know how grateful we are to you, Hamid. If it had not been for you, we would now be either dead or prisoners of the enemy.”
Hamid did not reply and after a moment she went on,
“We have been in worse situations than this. When I have attended to the Master, you and I must try and think what we can do and – where we can – go.”
Even as she spoke, there was a little tremor in her
