CHAPTER NINEDandy came into Lydia’s room before she was properly awake in the morning.
She pushed open the shutters and drew back the thin cretonne curtains, letting the golden sunshine pour flood-like into the room and throw a blinding beam onto Lydia’s eyes.
It seemed to her that she had only just fallen asleep. The events of the night before had kept her awake for a long time after she was undressed and in bed. She had heard the distant clock strike hour after hour.
Finally, when she resigned herself to a ‘white night’, she had then sunk into a dreamless slumber.
“What is it?” she asked sleepily, then yawning and rubbing her eyes as she sat up in bed.
Dandy stood with her hands on her fat hips and watching her. With her dark hair tumbled over her white shoulders and with a gentle f
