Far away to the right in Villefranche there were the lights of the yachts and ships anchored in the port.
‘It is all so beautiful, so peaceful and so quiet,’ Tempera thought. ‘It is a part of God and why should my silly little problems matter? Doubtless they will solve themselves.’
She stood looking out at the sea for a long time.
When she went back to lie on the bed it was as if calming hands had been placed on her forehead and she instantly fell asleep.
In the morning when Tempera breakfasted with the two older maids they were both grumbling disagreeably about the late hour at which their Ladies had returned.
“It’s always the same when we come to the South,” Miss Briggs said snappily. “I’m thinking of saying to her Ladyship if this continues I’ll have to make a change.”
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