Chapter Five“Where are you travelling to next?” Pandia asked.
They had talked for hours and it seemed as if the time had passed so swiftly that she had not asked Lord Silvester half the things she wanted to know.
“In a week or ten days,” he replied, “I am going to Tafraout.”
He saw the question in her eyes and, before she could speak, he added,
“It is in the Ammein Valley in Southern Morocco and is, I believe, one of the three most beautiful places in Africa that has never yet been seen by an Anglo-Saxon.”
“How exciting for you!” Pandia exclaimed. “How I wish I could come with you!”
She spoke without thinking, then as she saw the strange expression in his eyes she blushed and said quickly,
“Nevertheless, I will dream about it, as I dream of other places I shall never see.”
Then, as
