”She looked up as Peter and the captain joined us. When she looked back she sighed, “I wouldn’t have the time and with being in the militia… I...don’t think he deserves the heartache.”Out of the corner of my eye I saw Peter open his mouth. I held up my hand to stop him, this was something between Mona and I. Peter, had taken two arrows meant for me and I owed him a debt, “That is an excuse Mona. We both know what the problem is.”She looked away as the serving girl brought the food and a small pot. He kept one hand against my side -against my bare skin, which had been exposed when I was being passed downthe aisle and I hadn't had a chance to straighten my shirt again, and withhis other hand grasping my thigh. I held the tub of popcorn in my hands,with the bag of chips, which had been given back to me by our neighbour,on my lap.After a while, I felt kind of silly holding the popcorn while he wasn'table to eat it since he felt he had to hold on to me. So I took somepieces of popcorn in my. Met een steek van jaloezie bedacht ze zich dat Johan haar vast wel zou zien zitten…“Ja, jammer dat jullie zo vroeg weg moesten afgelopen week”, loog ze, “het werd nog een heel leuk feestje later”. Dat ze keihard was klaargekomen op de steel van haar haarborstel met de gedachte dat Mark haar “mijn gewillige teefje” noemde, verzweeg ze maar wijselijk. “We hebben het later nog even over je gehad”, hoorde ze Merel zeggen, “Mark vond je namelijk écht een heel mooi meisje… als hij een tuinfeestje zou. 'Oooh don't start that now or we'll never get through the day.' Veronica laughed.It was an hour later. The girls were sat side by side in the Range Rover belonging to Lady Rawlings. Diane was driving competently down the long drive, which lead from the Manor into the estate. 'Are you comfortable Wendy.' Diane addressed the maid seated behind them.'Yes Miss, thank you Miss.' Diane glanced round at the maid who smiled back at her. 'You have turned out a nice girl.' Diane said. 'Such a pretty face.