CHAPTER FIVEDorina stared around trying to take in everything about the Alhambra.
Young men with hot eyes prowled about in search of young women, of whom there were plenty. Everywhere there seemed to be bars with liquor dispensed by pretty young bar-maids. Champagne flowed and the air was full of raucous laughter.
The ballet came to an end amid much applause.
Dorina thought of her mother, and knew she would have been shocked to see her here. How could the Earl have done this?
But then she realised that he saw her, not as an unchaperoned young lady, but as someone who would find the somewhat risqué atmosphere acceptable.
'I suppose he thinks that, because I go out to work, and manage without a chaperone, and sleep in his house, therefore I'm a woman of the world,' she mused. 'If only h
