Titania remembered that twelve years ago in 1876 the Turks had invaded Serbia and they had been appallingly cruel in the way they fought and treated those they conquered.
Everyone in England, including Mr. Disraeli, the Prime Minister, had been horrified at the way they had behaved.
“We escaped and came here,” the man was saying.
“My sister and her husband have a shop just a few yards up the road where she makes beautiful lace. I know, madam, she would be very proud to show her work to you.”
Titania found that he had not exaggerated.
The lace was exquisite and there was a great deal of it because, as the maker said pathetically, there were very few buyers.
There was another shop owned by another relation of a man and his wife who made toys for children. Some of them were carved and s
