CHAPTER FIVEThere was a perceptible pause before Felix Hanson said,
“I came in here to fetch a towel for my hand. Look!”
He must have held out his hand to the Dowager Countess, who asked sharply,
“What has happened? What have you done to it?”
“Find me something to put on it,” he asked. “It hurts, I can tell you!”
He walked through the door as he spoke taking the Dowager Countess by the arm and leading her back into the corridor. Their voices died away in the distance and Olinda felt herself relax.
She had thought for one desperate moment that there was going to be a scene which she would have been involved in, but she had the feeling that Felix Hanson was now in command of the situation.
‘Why can he not leave me alone?’ she asked, feeling that every moment she was in the house with
