Chapter 6Paolina opened her eyes and for a moment thought that it must be night and that she was looking at a chandelier ablaze with a hundred tapers.
Then she realised that it was the sun glittering iridescently on the glass windows of the burchiello and sending out a thousand facets of light from the gold fittings it was embellished with.
She sat up and found that it was morning. Outside she could hear voices. It was Sir Harvey who was talking.
At the thought of him her eyes went quickly to a mirror attached to the wall of the tiny cabin and she saw her face, rosy from sleep, her eyes still a little heavy and mysterious with her dreams. Her hand went to her hair, and then, as she rose from the couch where she had been sleeping, she looked out of the window and gave an exclamation of s
