“To me the maroon is lust, it’s like a mist that descends, clouding everything out, and the yellow is the light, it’s the only way out.”She bi... her lip, smiled naughtily and looked about to see that the security guard was out of earshot.“It’s an orgasm.”I almost found my way through my own maroon mist and to the yellow light at that moment.We continued on, me bullshitting my way, she interpreting every painting as being about sex. Was she a cruel mirage? A ghost that haunted the gallery,. The Claire woman can point us in another direction then perhaps we can get to the bottom of this all the sooner. Time is of the essence here. Now Ralph had just told you about what Claire had told him.’ ——————— ‘Yeah, I went home that night, determined to challenge Sarah over what Ralph had told me, but she was in bed asleep. For some reason I didn’t wake her, by the morning I’d calmed down a lot. Look, I still had trouble believing it was true. Slowly over the next week or so I pushed it to. .. who are you, ma'am?" Hannah asked softly."I am Lady Constance Bennett!" she replied. "My friends and I are usingthis cabin as passengers on this liner, and we are on a vacation trip tothe country called Thermia!" Oh, she's awake!: said another lady as she brought water into the room,which Hannah eagerly drank."Yes, the fever has broken!" said Lady Constance. "She should be okay ina few days." I am Lady Lyle Tayo!" said Lady Constance's friend. "Our other friendis Anna, Duchess of. "That was short and sweet. Thank you kind sir, and now lets get ready," she said and padded off to the bathroom.I showered in the guest bathroom so that we wouldn't get sidetracked and by 8pm we were on our way in Sue's car to her aunt's house in the posh suburb of Houghton, laughing and chattering like a trio of magpies."My aunt was a woman before her time. She never conformed to society's rules, never got married, never had kids, has a brilliant well-paying job, has kept her independence, and.