Chapter 5There was a gentle knock on the door and Melina, who was only half asleep, was instantly wide awake.
“Who is it?” she asked.
In answer the door at the far end of the bedroom opened softly and she could see Bing’s shoulders silhouetted against the light of the room beyond.
“It’s eight-thirty,” he began apologetically, “and I think if we are going to order breakfast I had better bring these things back.”
“Of course,” she agreed. “Wait one moment.”
He turned away and she slipped out of bed into her dressing gown, which was lying over a chair. Then she drew back the curtains from the window and the sunshine came flooding in, enveloping her in its golden rays that dazzled her eyes and made her lift up her face towards it like a flower towards the light.
Then her eyes cleared and
