CHAPTER TWOThe journey to India was every bit as long as Viola had anticipated.
For the first few days, she was terribly seasick and was confined to her cabin.
And then, she began to enjoy her daily strolls on deck– even though she frequently had to fend off the unwanted attentions of various young gentlemen.
A kindly dowager, who was travelling with a young female companion, took her under her wing and so she spent much of her time talking to her and playing whist.
Along the way, they stopped off at many interesting ports and Viola was enthralled by all the sights.
When her new friends left the ship at Bombay to catch the train to Delhi, Viola wept almost as much as when she had left England.
Stepping off the ship on to Indian soil, Viola’s senses were assaulted by the strange and w
