CHAPTER FIVEAs the Marquis left, again thanking Lendi for helping him, he raised her hand to his lips.
Della thought it was very kind of him and she realised how much Lendi appreciated the gesture.
When he had finally departed Della asked,
“How can you say I can go in your place? I am sure Mireli would be far better.”
Lendi shook her head.
“No, Lady, you live in big houses – know important people. Mireli has yet to learn about them. Very different telling fortunes of – villagers.”
Della could see the sense in what she was saying, but equally she was frightened.
“But how can I possibly tell fortunes as you do?”
“Read their thoughts,” said Lendi quietly.
Della was silent.
She knew that she was able at times to read other people’s thoughts, but it would be very different with strang
