There were only one or two young faces to be seen in the whole room.
The majority of those, who appeared to be the wives of Statesmen, were definitely plain and uninspiring.
The relatives who she had met first on her arrival were certainly well all over forty.
‘Everybody in this country cannot be old,’ she told herself. ‘There must be some young and exciting locals somewhere, but certainly those of high standing are all elderly.’
Apart from the King and the Crown Prince, she thought that amongst the Statesmen were some who looked Greek.
But they too were undoubtedly getting on in years and they might well have been very handsome when they were young and agile.
Yet there were none of the ‘Apollos’ or other Greek Gods that she had been expecting to see in Arginos.
It suddenly occurred
