chapter SevenFor the next three days Crisa was happier than she had ever been in her whole life.
She awoke each morning with a feeling that something wonderful was about to happen and then waited impatiently until she could go to Adrian Thorpe’s suite.
As soon as Jenkins let her in and then left the room, she would run to where Adrian Thorpe rose from the chair he was habitually sitting in and was waiting for her.
He would hold out his arms and she felt as if she reached a harbour of security and she need never be afraid again.
He would kiss her until once again they were floating into the sky and the world was far away, until with an effort she would say,
“I think you – ought to work – you know how much there is to be – done on your book.”
As she spoke, she had the despairing feelin
