Britannia,‘I shall see France,’ she told herself, ‘I shall meet French people and if it is too unpleasant or difficult I can always go home.’
It was a nice, cosy feeling to think that she could always return to Mama, Athene and Delos.
Anyway she would do her best to stay at least until Nicky had completed his studies at Oxford.
She and Nicky had been obliged to stay the night in Dover so that Larisa could catch the early boat to Calais.
They had put up at a cheap and not very comfortable hotel, but at least they had been together.
They had laughed at the other people staying there and Larisa had enjoyed every moment of the rather unpalatable supper because Nicky was with her.
“You will look after yourself, Larisa?” he said when they had finished eating.
“You know I shall,” she repli
