Chapter TwoWhen Sita went down to the Saloon, she found that her uncle had already eaten his breakfast and left.
She was quite certain that this would ensure that he was in a bad temper.
Equally it was a relief to be able to eat without him glaring at her and she enjoyed her breakfast more than she had on any other day since the voyage began.
When she had finished, she walked first to her cabin to collect the manuscript that she had not worked on last night.
She then went to his cabin to find, as she expected, that he was sitting at a table he used as a desk and was waiting for her with what she thought was an ominous expression on his face.
“You are late this morning!” he remarked sharply as she entered. “I cannot imagine why you cannot be on time at your age, when I am extremely pun
