CHAPTER SEVENThe Marquis pulled off Delia’s hat and put his arms around her.
For a moment he held her close against him without speaking.
Then, as soon as he realised they were out of sight of the gates of the Vizier’s Palace, he gently took his arms from around her.
Rising, he stood on the seat opposite to speak to the driver and ordered him to go swiftly to the British Consul’s Palace.
The man repeated the address after him and nodded to say he understood.
He went back to Delia.
She was still crying and had covered her face with both hands.
He took her in his arms and said to her softly,
“It’s all over and no one will hurt you. That swine will never come near you ever again.”
“But – he will,” Delia sobbed. “He will come back to England again – I know he will.”
“By the time we
