By Sun and Candlelight by Susan Sallis

Author:Susan Sallis [Sallis, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Family Life, Fiction, Sagas, Romance, Women's Fiction
ISBN: 9781448110940
Google: K7TgpMLBoAMC
Amazon: B0063HC9I0
Published: 2011-11-30T00:00:00+00:00

It was the next day that Pierre brought a telegram from Ralph saying simply "Please phone." She stayed only long enough to find Jean-Claude in the small room next to Bessie's which he had been using as a study, and tell him what had happened. She was certain it was something to do with Bessie or her mother. She reversed the Renault into a bank of pansies outside the kitchen door and roared down the track, passing Pierre on his bicycle long before he reached the road.

The telephone was in the post office which also sold everything else, and was always full of customers. At least none of them spoke English. While she waited to be connected with London, she half heard the topic of conversation. It was about the English lady and her amour. So much for all their discretion.

Ralph's voice was blessedly reassuring, if indistinct.

"It's not for you at all, Carol. The Planète office assumed that Durant was still working here. He told me he was holidaying in Provence and might drop in on you. If he does, tell him he's needed back in Paris. Pronto."

Her heart contracted painfully. She wanted to cry a protest. They had had only five days together. But all she said was, "Thank you, Ralph. Is everything else all right? What about the book?"

"Publicity are formulating a strategy. What about you?"

"Bessie has gone to America with my friend. Mother is staying in Birmingham doing the rounds. I'm taking it easy here."

"Feel like contacting Demetier again?"

Maurice Demetier was a playwright who summered in Antibes. He was one of Carol's less popular coups.

"Yes. Perhaps. All right." Carol wondered whether Ralph knew that Jean was here. Was he giving her a job to fill her hours when Planète wanted Jean to fly off somewhere?

"No hurry. Take the rest of the summer off if you feel like it. You've already done your stint over here with Clive's book."

She said her goodbyes, then asked to be put through to the Planète office. She told the girl on the other end that she could forward any messages to Monsieur Durant. A silence fell in the tiny shop.

A male voice came on the line, speaking English.

"Madame Woodford?" She did not correct him. "Durant is to cover the Civil Rights march in Washington next week. We have air tickets—everything—here."

Carol took a deep breath. This was it: the end of their time together. The future was here. now.

"I will tell him. Thank you."

She replaced the receiver carefully, and prepared to leave the shop with head held high. To her surprise everyone smiled at her as if in congratulation. She went into the sunshine and slid into the hot leather seat of the car. The French were ... different. She could be proud to be the chère amie of Jean-Claude Durant. Her mood lifted.

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