CHAPTER SEVENWhen the train arrived at Hamburg they hired a carriage to the port where the Sea-Horse was waiting exactly where the Marquis had ordered the Captain to moor it.
As they went aboard Simona sighed again with relief.
She had been so looking forward to seeing the Marquis’s yacht, feeling sure that it would be very much an expression of himself, which indeed she found it to be.
When she walked into the saloon she found it was extremely attractive. It was furnished in exactly the way she expected the saloon in a grand yacht to look.
The Marquis was busy giving orders.
The yacht’s engines were already humming and after a few preliminaries with the port officials, the Sea-Horse began to move slowly into the centre of the river.
It was then that Simona thought she would like to
