CHAPTER NINEFor the rest of the day they stayed together as the ship headed for Barcelona.
Just once they encountered Juanita as she was about to leave the ship and at the sight of her, the Marquis seized Lexia’s hand, which was already tucked into his arm, making sure that she could not remove it.
She had no intention of removing it.
He smiled politely and Juanita cut him dead and then she flounced down the gangway.
“Let’s go and enjoy ourselves in Barcelona,” suggested the Marquis.
They took a carriage and spent a few happy hours exploring the beautiful old City, but when they were having lunch, he observed,
“You’re not really thinking about where we are now, are you?”
Lexia sighed ruefully.
“You have seen through me. My mind has gone ahead to Greece as when I was very young my m
